Chapter 192: The Fairy Morgan
In the midst of the fairy war unfolding before her, Skáthach felt an unsettling indifference. If Lott and Morgan couldn't handle these threats, perhaps they weren't fit to rule Camelot after all. They should just return to Orkney, she mused, her expectations of the couple rising yet again. Yet, deep down, she considered this failure as something they brought upon themselves, a reckless gamble that could lead them to ruin.
The war raged on, indifferent to individual thoughts. The acting patriarch of the tooth clan led the fairies in a fierce charge. Despite Lott's meticulous preparations, the fairy offensive was relentless. Almost overnight, several castles fell in the north, their defences overwhelmed.
The fairies employed cunning strategies—disguising themselves as humans to infiltrate the castles, launching surprise attacks while defenders were preoccupied. Chaos erupted as they struck, and the confusion allowed other fairies to seize control of the cities.
These fairies had also gathered extensive intelligence on the castles, having previously assisted in repairs after Vortigern's assaults. This knowledge proved invaluable, enabling them to execute their plans swiftly and effectively.
In just a matter of days, the fairy forces had established a significant presence in Orkney County, Lott's hometown. The implications of a successful attack here would be monumental.
The fairies initially sent in goblins to stir chaos, which quickly backfired. When defenders began to recognize their neighbours from a set of portraits used for identification, the ruse was revealed. Disbelief swept through the ranks, leading to internal discord among the fairies.
Determined to regroup, the fairies decided on a direct assault on the city, but they underestimated Orkney's defences. The castle, fortified with Lott's ingenuity, proved far more formidable than any they had encountered before.
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"These fairies are quite unfortunate," one of the onlookers commented.
"Indeed, they seem to be doomed," replied another, the patriarch of the Rain Clan, as they observed the battlefield.
In the shadows, a figure stood watching closely. Those familiar with Camelot would have noted her striking resemblance to Morgan or Altria. If Morgan were present, she would recognize the likeness of her twin. This was Morgan from the Fairy Country—a fairy born from the Inner Sea of the Planet, devoid of the Pendragon bloodline.
Years earlier, she had come into existence in the Inner Sea of the Planet. As she grew, she absorbed a series of memories—those of the enchantress Morgan, who had lost everything she had cherished. A lineage of betrayal and sorrow followed her, with loss compounding upon itself: her throne, her child's affection, and ultimately, the life of her beloved sister.
Morgan of the Fairy Country felt the weight of these memories and sought to rebuild what was lost. However, she soon learned that the world she had entered was populated by multiple versions of herself.
What is this? She pondered her thoughts a whirlwind. She had anticipated finding the Enchantress Morgan's legacy but not a scenario where she had succeeded. Had she truly become a queen, ruling alongside Lott? And to make matters more bewildering, Britain appeared to be flourishing under their reign.
"What's happening?" she whispered to herself, grappling with the paradox of her existence. The joy radiating from this other Morgan clashed violently with the disillusionment of her reality. This world is so drastically different; how can it be?
Morgan of the Fairy Country felt a surge of madness at the thought of this other Morgan living out a dream she had never achieved. Two Morgans, both with the same essence, yet their fates diverged so significantly. The irony gnawed at her, leaving her stunned and grappling with the implications of her appearance in this strange new world.