Oh, Fuzz Buckets

Dragons den

Charlotte:" Archie..."

She looks at me almost pleadingly.

Merlin:" Hisirdoux!"

Y/n:" I'm sorry! This is my fault! I never should have had this idea."

Merlin:" I know not what darkness twists you, but you will not harm the boy!"

He says very angry. But they say something that chills me to the core.

Arthur:" what about the girl, then?"

'What-?'

I ask myself. The whole room goes quiet and all eyes are on me.

Y/n:" ha! Like you'd get your hands on me too!"

I say summoning my magic.

Skrael:" oh, but we already have... my dear."

I look at him strangely. What's does that mean? Also, "dear"?

Y/n:" don't. Call. Me. That."

Skrael:" but why not? Does a father not have the right to call his own daughter, dear?"

Silence.

I drop my sword and my stance.

'The voice'

Dad:" she is my daughter too!"

'That's why he's so familiar... he's—'

I stare at him in shock. Everyone does. Before they look at me, I start to back up slowly.

I was mortified.

'Oh my god—'

I felt like throwing up. He smirked evilly, while I was in the middle of a panic attack and mental breakdown.

Skrael:" you know I am, don't you?"

I couldn't speak. I was frozen, I couldn't even if I wanted to.

Skrael:" oh, and your mother?"

I look up at him almost pleadingly, to have mercy on my poor soul.

Skrael:" is Morgana."

'No'

It can't be! That can't be true! She—