Marvel: Breezing Through History as an Eternal

Chapter 69: Morgana, and the Whispers of the devil. 468 CE

[1st POV]

As I walked towards the empty halls of Camelot castle and the rain was raining heavily outside, I thought about something that could work. Honestly, let’s just tell him right now, make him catch those two while they were doing the deed.

I then changed my course, and I was walking towards Arthur’s solar, where he spent most of his time, administering the kingdom.

As I walked towards it, I heard someone was in there other than Arthur, they seemed like they were arguing.

“What are you doing here, Morgana?” Arthur questioned behind the door.

“What? I can’t visit my brother?” a teasing voice sounded, answering Arthur.

“I’m serious, why are you here?”

I heard a sigh from the inside. “Honestly, I want to know how you are doing.” she answered. “Even though I am a witch, I am still your sister.”

“I am fine.” Arthur scoffed. “The monsters have been dealt with, thanks to my friends from afar.”

“Friends?” questioned the woman. “You mean those immortals?”

“Are they really immortal?” asked Arthur. “Honestly, I never saw them fight those monsters, but they are effective, they brought like 10 heads of them in a day.”

“You shouldn’t mess with them Arthur,” said Morgana. “They answers to a being far more powerful than you could ever imagine.”

“And I suppose to believe you?” answered Arthur. “They are good company. Especially that beauty named Thena, a feisty woman. I am married to Guinevere, she loves me and so do I. I shouldn’t have these thoughts, but I can’t help it.”

This cunt…

I then knocked on the door, startling them both. “May I come in?”

“Who’s there?” asked Arthur.

“It’s Pluto, your majesty.” I answered. “And please, the lady inside, could you stay for a bit? I sensed magic from you.”

Silence took the room for a couple of seconds, then Arthur spoke. “You may come in.”

I then opened the door, and I saw Arthur sitting face to face with a woman. She looks quite young, but I sensed magic from her, so maybe she’s older than I thought.

“Your majesty.” I bowed slightly.

Arthur leaned on his chair and supported his head with his hand. “What do you need from me this late Pluto?”

“I wanted to ask you for a favour.” I said, then, I looked at the woman. “And maybe have a conversation with the witch here.”

Arthur nodded, I felt the woman’s heartbeat getting stronger and stronger, but I ignored it. I sat beside her, and leaned on the chair.

“What favour do you want to ask, friend?” he questioned curiously.

I tapped the chair lightly, and said. “I wanted to ask if I could borrow your castle for a bit.”

Arthur frowned. “For what?”

“For a wedding.”

The woman beside me perked her ears as I said that. “A wedding? For whom?”

“For me.” I answered.

“Who do you want to marry, friend?” asked Arthur lightly.

“Thena of course.” I answered, making Arthur frowned. “My partner in life.”

Arthur then sighed as he straight up his back. “Why should I give you my permission to marry in my castle?”

I smiled. “I know a secret… about Guenevere.”

Arthur looks mad at the mention of his wife. “What did you do to her?”

“I didn’t do anything.” I shrugged. “Like I said, it’s Guinevere's secret.”

Arthur then was in deep thought, his face was sour, and he was staring at me the whole time. “Who are you to know my wife’s secret? She doesn’t hide anything from me.”

“Are you sure?” I questioned. “You flirt with my partner almost every week since we arrived, surely she grew jealous of that.”

“Whatever do you mean?” Arthur questioned, clenching the chair tightly.

“Give me permission first.” answered Pluto. “Then I’ll talk. I don’t need to borrow the main hall, just a small hall will do, I don’t need you to attend the wedding anyway.”

He stood up, and looked at me in the eyes while he was leaning towards me. “Tell me what you know about my wife first, then I’ll give you permission.”

“No.” I smirked.

Arthur was on the edge of his seat. But then, he calmed down, and sat back down. “Alright then, then I won’t give you the permission.”

I shrugged. “Okay, then we have a deal to not have a deal.” I stood up, and looked at the witch beside me. “My lady, would you accompany me for a walk?”

“No, she won’t-”

“It’ll be my pleasure.” she smiled at me gracefully, while subtly glaring at Arthur.

I smiled at her, and we both walked outside of Arthur’s solar.

We then walked through the halls. Our steps echoed each time we took a step, and I was slowly guiding her towards Guinevere’s chamber.

“May I know your name, my lady?” I asked.

“It’s Morgana.” she answered. “Or Morgan le fay, whichever you prefer.”

“Morgana then.” I nodded. “Are you Arthur’s relative?”

Morgana ignored my not so subtle disrespect of Arthur’s title, and answered. “I am his sister. Half-sister to be more accurate.”

I hummed. “Do you care about him?”

“Well, we often don’t see eye-to-eye. But he is my brother, and I will always care about him.”

I hummed. Well, it looks like I’ll influence him through her instead. “You are a witch am I right?”

“I am.” nodded Morgana.

“You use the power of the dark dimension?”

Morgana then froze in place, stopping to walk. “How do you-”

“It’s quite easy to tell.” I said. “Your aura feels familiar.” I said as I took out my ring that is connected to the dark dimension. “After all, I am a bit of a sorcerer.”

“That is…” she sensed the powerful dark dimension aura from that ring. “What is that?”

“This? A ring.” I shrugged, before putting it back to my pocket. “Let’s continue?”

She just nodded softly as we continued to walk towards Guinevere’s room.

“I am surprised you’re not corrupted yet.” I hummed. “You must’ve had a strong willpower.”

“Thank you…” she answered.

We then almost arrived at Guinevere’s chamber. “You could show your memories to others, right?”

“Yes, why do you ask?”

“Well, Arthur seemed to not believe me… while I could do a memory transfer to him, he might not even believe me for that.” I smiled. “So maybe, you could show him.”

“Show him what?”

We then arrived at Guinevere’s chamber, where we could already hear the moans from the inside… they are still going huh…

“W-What… is this, Guinevere’s-”

I just make a shush sound, and she shut up. Then, with the Deceit ring on my finger, I snapped my finger, revealing what’s inside of the chamber.

Lancelot, balls deep in Guinevere’s ‘chamber’.

Morgana made a silent gasp, not believing what’s happening in front of her.

“You- You’re not fooling me, right?”

“Check yourself, Morgana.” I said. “I am not fooling you.”

I cancelled my magic, and she used her own magic to make the walls transparent, and lo and behold, it’s real.

“I- I can’t believe it…” she murmured, she had a look of rage and pity in her face. “Lancelot… Arthur trusted him… a-and Guinevere…”

“What do you want to do now, Mograna?”

“I- I don’t know.” she answered. “S-Should I tell him?”

“It’s up to you.” I answered. “Not my problem anymore.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

I just smiled. I walked up to her, and whispered to her ears. “I care about Arthur, Morgana. While it is up to you to tell him or not… it’s just sad to see this goes on, right?”

Morgana just nodded weakly. “O-Okay…”

I stood back, and stepped away from her. I smiled at her once again. “Then, have a good night, my lady.”