Morgana came out from her quarters, and closed the door behind her. She made her way to the turret as usual.
But then suddenly, a certain goddess blocked her path.
"Morgana Nirvana" the goddess said with a frown.
Morgana sighed, "Harmony," she said with a fake smile, "how are you doing this fine morning?"
"Not fine" Harmony - a fellow physician at the court informed.
"I wonder why?" Morgana said.
"Well, it started ever since you returned" Harmony said.
"Do you want to tell me something, because I'm very busy" Morgana said.
"Yes, apparently. I wanted to let you know that the lord impaler is mine" she said with all boldness.
"What?" Morgana asked, stunned by her words.
"Did I stutter?"
Morgana just started laughing - her level of delusiveness was just alarming.
"Stop laughing, do you find this funny?" Harmony told her angrily.
"Yes, I find it very funny. Because you said that the great impaler was yours, and he's not" 'and he will never be' she added that one inwardly.
"I intend to make him mine" Harmony said.
"And, how do you plan on doing that?" Morgana asked.
"Are you mocking me?" she asked glaring at her.
"Yes." she answered plainly.
"You feel like you are better than every other physician in this court. Because somehow you became the fourth prince's physician."
"I was chosen, he choose me. Just get over it Harmony, it's for your own good" Morgana advised.
"I will not get over anything of a sort."
"Do I look like I care? Harmony, you blocked my path just to inform me with this nonsense you are sprouting"
"You call my words nonsense?" Harmony asked sharply.
"I did, and listen. I am not the one hindering you from getting the lord impaler, so stop attacking me" she said.
"Just make sure you stay out of my way" Harmony warned.
Morgana smacked her lips, "You are clearly in my way" Morgana brushed pass her and walked away.
Morgana exhaled sharply, "She must be really crazy" she said as she continued walking, but then she stopped on her track suddenly at the sight of a god approaching.
"Send ten guards at upper wing, and sixteen to the front court" Raphael informed the Red Draconian soldiers that walked with him.
"Of course, your highness" they said in unison, as they bowed and left to carry out the order.
Morgana glanced around, and immediately she rushed to a nearby wall and hid there. She snooped, and saw that he was gone. She sighed in relief.
"Why are you hiding?" a sudden voice startled her.
"Your highness" Morgana said as she moved away from him.
Prince Raphael came closer, " You haven't answered my question" he remained.
"I wasn't hiding" she lied.
"Really? Then what were you doing?"
"I was...searching for one of my tools," she said.
"Hmm, and did you find it? If you want to hide from someone, you do it in such a way that you don't get seen"
"Like I said, I wasn't hiding" she said.
"Yes, you were"
"That's not what I remember"
"Alright, what do you remember"
"I remember standing innocently by the corner, searching for one of my tools" she said. Raphael's eyes raked her entirely. She wore a certain long apron that only court physicians wore. She looked absolutely ravishing in it.
"You are a physician. Whose?" the second prince asked as he came a bit closer.
Morgana moved backwards, "The fourth prince's" she answered.
"Ah, so you are Zander's physician" he said.
"Can I leave?" she suddenly asked.
"No," he answered.
They was this aura from the princes of Axis Mundi, Morgana thought. Their regality were outstanding.
"Your highness," a certain guard called from behind.
Raphael turned, the guard bowed.
"Should we begin with the training?" the guard asked.
"You should." Raphael answered.
Morgana glanced at her back, this would be the perfect time for her to make a run for it. When she was about to sneakily leave, a sudden hand held her. She tried to pull her hand from his, but couldn't.
"I'll be there soon" Raphael told the guard, who bowed and left.
The second prince turned back to the goddess that he held.
"I told you, you can't leave" he said.
"Let go of me." she demanded.
"What if I refuse?" he said and took another step closer, now he was too close for her comfort.
"I have a lover." Morgana suddenly said. She didn't even know when those words came out from her mouth.
Raphael looked at her, rather surprised, "Really?"
"Yes, and he will be very mad if he sees you holding me like this"
Raphael smirked - he knew that it was another lie.
"He would fight you, so you better let me go" Morgana said trying to appear serious.
"Fight me? For holding you"
"Yes." she answered sharply.
Then Raphael pulled her closer, their faces were barely apart.
"I would really like to see this lover of yours" he told her. As their gaze held, Raphael touched her hair. "So that I can steal you from him."
Morgana's cheeks flushed red immediately. He was so close - and so very handsome.
"Raphael," a very familiar voice called from behind.
"Stop toying with my physician" Zander said.
Morgana released herself from his hold without delay.
Raphael smiled as he hung his arm across Zander's shoulder.
"Brother, I was not toying with her, we were simply getting acquainted"
Morgana frowned at his words.
"Is that what's happening?" Zander asked, his remarkable dimples showing off.
"No." Morgana said. Then she bowed awkwardly and said, "I'll be taking my leave now" and with that she left.
"Where have you been hiding her?" Raphael asked the lord impaler.
"Who?" Zander asked as though he didn't know what he was talking about.
"What's her name?" Raf asked.
Zander smiled, "I will never tell" he said and started walking.
"You will tell" Raphael said as they both walked to the dinning hall.