Character: Morgan

- Right, that they tremble before me! You have no idea how powerful I am!
- What if you only know how to hate?

- How do we find him?
The main thing is that we, and not he us.

I know Gwen, she's my maidservant, not a witch.
- Have you ever seen as she casts a spell? Believe me, they do not leave a single trace, and in their eyes, no shadow of evil.
I know how it works: fingers erased in blood, nails broken. If she was a sorceress, why would she do that? Why should every morning kneel on a cold stone floor, if she can arrange everything by waving his hands, as the vain king!..

I will not forget the land where you grew up... And their mistakes.

Break hearts only to those we love.

To see the world in black and white - it means to close your eyes on all the colors of life.

Better an honest sinner than the righteous liar.

Strong laws cover a lie.

I am the high priestess in my hands the power of heaven, but he still continues to defeat me!

- Alas, against you, Arthur could not resist.
- Because he gave me not to embarrass me.
- Did you know?
- I have followed your career ever since when you were a kid. I know what you're capable of. And I'm eternally grateful. Hopefully, when you become king, you will have your children and they will do you that honor. Our fight showed one nice thing - the behavior of Arthur proved he really ready to be king.

- I looked into your heart - it's cold, like a stone. You pretend like Uther and believe you, however, I do not inflate. You wish for Uther's death and the death of Camelot.
- Why did you say that?
- Because it's true. In your heart lives evil.

- Yesterday I stole a healing bracelet.
- What a terrible tragedy! The thief should be hanged, to resurrect and re-hang!
- I wanted to ask for a sleeping potion.
- A sleeping potion? And sheep to count not tried?

- I have sowed doubt in the king's heart - struck blow in heart of Camelot. Arthur hesitated, but I turned everything in our favor.
- How?
- I managed to throw suspicion on your friend, Gaius. I think our doctor are facing hard times.
That's wonderful, but the good news is not called. Gaius dead?
- No.
- Mortally wounded? At least he has a headache?
- No.
- All right, my Lord, you can do better.

- We have something to discuss. We haven't seen you since you condemned my sister to a painful death and prevented me from taking Camelot and forced to live in this hovel.
- Do me a favor - tell it to Arthur, and he still thinks I'm a loser. After that, I'll die happy.
You're not gonna die, no, just because you can't shake.