A.N.: So, I always felt kind of sorry for Lady Vivian. Even though she wasn't a very nice person, she didn't deserve to be under an enchantment that seemingly was unbreakable. So I fixed it.

Warnings: Kissing

Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin

"I'm sorry, what?"

Lady Vivian giggled, covering her grin with her palm.

"Oh, you should have seen him!" she squealed, running on tip-toes over to her bed and flinging herself onto it. "Gorgeous blond hair, and eyes blue as the sea."

Monna frowned and turned away. Her gaze caught the mirror standing atop the vanity, reflecting her dark hair and brown eyes back at her. She gulped, her eyes beginning to sting painfully, and looked away.

"So…" she mumbled.

"I love him!" Lady Vivian sat up, her hands gripping the edge of her bed. "And one day, I will return to Camelot, and we shall be married."

It took all Monna's power to not back away, run to some broom cupboard where no one would hear her and cry until she could no longer breathe. "You never wanted to marry before…"

"But that was before I met Arthur." She burst into a fit of giggles again, wriggling excitedly.

Monna took a deep breath. "I am… glad, my lady."

Lady Vivian frowned. "You don't seem it. What's wrong?"

Monna shook her head. "Nothing, my lady. I am just tired."

"But I haven't been here, you haven't been doing anything." Lady Vivian gasped, incredulous. "You haven't spent the entire time I've been away at the tavern, have you?"

Monna grit her teeth. "No. But I am coming to regret that decision, seeing as the second you go off visiting another kingdom, you fall in love with its prince!"

"What are you talking about?"

Monna knew that she should think about reigning back, but she was too far gone now.

"Have you completely forgotten everything? Has he turned your head so far that you cannot see what is behind you?"

Lady Vivian pushed herself to her feet, taking two steps closer to Monna. "I am afraid that I do not know what you mean."

"I mean this!"

Monna marched over to Lady Vivian and grabbed her shoulders. She dragged her closer and mashed her lips against hers.

Lady Vivian let out an indignant squeal, raising her hands to Monna's shoulders to try and fight her off.

The resistance was short-lived, however, and soon Monna felt the kiss being returned. The hands on her shoulders loosened but didn't let go. When she pulled back, Lady Vivian was blinking rapidly, as though having just awoken, her eyes glazed and unfocused. She looked down at her, confused.

"Monna? What are you doing here?"

Monna's brow furrowed. "You are home, my lady. Why wouldn't I be here?"

Lady Vivian drew her hands back from Monna's shoulders, raising them to her head. Monna took a step back.

"When did we leave Camelot? The last thing I remember…" There was a pause as she stared down at the ground, before she let out a huff of air and looked back up at Monna, a smile playing on her lips. "Perhaps you are enough to erase the memory of an undoubtedly boring journey." She reached forward, taking Monna's hands in her own. "I am so glad to be with you again. You should have seen the maidservant they gave me in Camelot."

Monna cringed. "Was she terribly efficient?"

Lady Vivian smiled warmly, placing her palm against Monna's cheek and leaning forward to place a chaste kiss to her lips. "She was nothing compared to you."