RAMSGATE.
When Morgana found the opportunity to sneak out of the celebration, she did because she wasn't very accustomed to parties, or large crowds.
With small paces she walked down the hallway, admiring the portraits on the designed wall - she knew that the people on those portraits were all Carlisle's ancestors and relations. She stooped in front of a certain one, that had Carlisle and his sister on it - they looked really happy in the painting, with the big smile that were on their faces.
"There you are" a certain voice said.
Morgana looked away from the portrait, and smiled at the approaching mindler god.
"You are missing out on the best part of the celebration" Carlisle informed, as he stood at her side.
"You know that I'm not very fond of such occasions" Morgana said.
"You can always learn you be" Carlisle added.
"Look at you," Morgana said, clearly changing the subject, "So I'll have to address you as 'lord' now." she said causing a smile on the mindler god's face.
"You really don't have to" he said.
"Of course, I do. You are now the lord of Ramsgate it will be quite improper if I didn't address you as such .... My Lord" she added causing both of them to chuckle.
The physician turned her face to the portrait again, she wasn't quite done admiring it.
Then suddenly after some few seconds of silence, Carlisle asked, "Would you like to stay here?"
Morgana turned her face to him, "What?"
"It's quite simple," Carlisle came closer and took her hands, "You don't have to return back to Axis Mundi. You'll have everything you need here"
"Carlisle, you know I can't do that."
"Why not? You told me that you didn't like the royals of Axis Mundi, neither their ways."
"I know what I said,"
"Then, why?"
"I just can't leave Axis Mundi..it's...I ... It's my home, I can't just leave."
"Maybe, it's the great impaler that you can't leave." Carlisle suddenly said, staring at her fixedly. They both knew that what he had just said as the truth.
Morgana torn her eyes away from him. She wanted to deny if but saw no use. Carlisle already knew how she felt about Zander. After moments of hesitation, she said "If you already knew that, then why are you asking me to stay?"
After some awkward moment of silence. Morgana heard, "Because I love you."
In her mind she heard those words, over and over again. She didn't want to look at him, but when Carlisle held her by the shoulders and turned her to face him, she had no other option but to stare back at him.
"Morgana, we can be so much more." Carlisle told her.
"I don't want that. We are just good friends, and I intend to keep it that way."
"Why are you saying this?" the mindler god asked, clearly hurt by her words, it was evident in his face.
"Because you already know it. Carlisle, you are a mindler, you know how I feel towards you."
Carlisle brought her closer, "You can always change your mind."
"Carlisle .... please just stop ..."
"I can't help it"
Morgana finally shoved his hands away, "Stop. I'm sorry but I don't feel the same way," then quietly she added, "I love Zander, and you know that."
"But he doesn't love you" Carlisle reminded.
"That's enough."
"It's the truth, he loves you but not that way. Morgana he's not attracted to you. He could never love you that way"
"Shut up!" she slapped him hard across the face. As her eyes started to tear up. "How can you possibly understand" she added.
"Morgana, I'm sorry -" he made an attempt to take her hand, but the physician wouldn't let him.
"Don't touch me." she warned. "Just leave me alone" she started walking away but Carlisle followed her quickly.
"Morgana, wait" he called, but she didn't stop, instead she walked faster.
She took a left turn, only to bump into the lord impaler.
"Hey," Zander said, looking at her, but her face was cast down. He looked up, and saw Carlisle. Then he looked back at his physician again. He lifted her face gently.
"What is it? Are you crying?" he asked, when he noticed how moist her eyes were.
"No, am not." she lied barely in a whisper.
"Carlisle, what's going on?" he asked him.
"Nothing." he answered.
"I just want to be alone." Morgana said lastly as she brushed past the lord impaler.
Zander turned his questioning eyes at the mindler god. "What's amiss?"
"She's just ... upset, that's all" he uttered.
Zander didn't want to ask more questions, he knew for sure that something was not right.
"Your people are waiting for you." Zander informed as he gestured towards the celebration hall. Then he left, following the direction that his physician took.
Carlisle just stood at that same spot, "What have I done?" he whispered.