Leon walked down the hall, in search for the king, who hadn't been in his chambers, and hadn't been in the council chambers. There was only one thing for Leon to do at this point, go find Merlin. When he had walked into Gaius' chambers, he found the old man puttering at his workbench and saw no sign of Merlin at all.

"Have you seen Merlin, Gaius?" Leon asked, feeling as if he had lost everyone in the whole kingdom, and being head knight, that was not so good.

"No, I haven't, he doesn't spend much time here anymore," Gaius explained, looking rather peeved. Leon figured that was a personal matter between Gaius and Merlin, so he had better not ask. "Why not ask the king?"

"Because I can't find him either…"

"Well, rest assured, wherever they are, they are surely there together."

Leon nodded then, because Gaius was most likely right. He bid Gaius a good afternoon after a moment, and headed back out, not sure where to go now. He walked up a staircase, aimlessly; he could check outside, in town…just then, a sound halted Leon's thinking. It sounded almost like a cry for help. Being head knight, it was Leon's job to investigate, and he did so. Hand on his sword as he crept forward, down the passageway he knew the sound had come from.

Leon turned the corner, at the end of the passageway, like the stealthily trained knight he was and stopped. He found two men standing just a few feet away; it took only a few seconds for Leon to recognize these men as Arthur and Merlin. Leon almost walked forward, almost spoke, but then he froze, watching them.

The king had his hands on Merlin's shoulders, pressing him against the wall, while the servant did some fast-talking, shaking his head. Leon had almost worried Merlin had gone and done something stupid again and Arthur was angry with him, but those thoughts vanished, as Arthur leaned forward and their mouths fell together. Leon's eyes widened and his own mouth fell open, he didn't know what to do, interrupting was out of the question, so he ran away. Fast as he could, back the way he had came.

He stopped and ran a hand through his moppy, curly hair and hoped they hadn't heard him. Even though there was an initial shock of seeing it with his own eyes, he had always thought there was something between them; in fact, most of the knights did, though, with the king's current state of courting Gwen, Leon hadn't thought they were pursuing things. But it was no place for Leon to judge, as long as Arthur ran the kingdom and trained the knights, that's all Leon asked for, who he took to his bed was his own business. And perhaps selfishly, Leon found a little hope in this turn of events, perhaps Arthur wouldn't marry Gwen after all. Leon knew he was wrong, to think such things, Gwen would make a lovely queen.

Speaking of Gwen, there she went, walking past Leon, down the same way, where the king was currently kissing his manservant, the same king who she thought was courting her….oh hell!

"Gwen!" he called after her, running in front of her, and making her drop her basket full of clothes.

"What is it?" she asked, sounding slightly annoyed. Leon bent down and picked up the basket, but didn't hand it to her, no matter how much she tried to pull it from his arms. "What is wrong with you, Leon?"

"I'm sorry," he looked down, shaking his head. "You cannot go that way."

"Why not?" she asked, confused now. "Lord James asked me to wash his clothes while his servant gives birth."

"It is his own fault for impregnating his servant! He can go with dirty clothes."

"Don't be silly!" Gwen shook her head, and with one unexpected and strong yank, pulled the basket back to her chest. Leon sighed. "Now move over or will I have to wrestle you, like when we were children?"

If Leon could only be so lucky...

Gwen was walking around him now, rolling her eyes and shaking her head, he supposed he had been thinking about wrestling for too long. He panicked.

"No, Gwen!" he yelled, but it went ignored, she just continued down the passageway, he should have tried harder. He leaned against the wall then, eyes closed, waiting for it. When no screams or yells rang out, Leon had hope and opened his eyes again, but it was lost once more, as he saw Gwen walking back toward him, mouth hung open and tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry…"

"You knew?"

"I only just found out…"

"I should have listened to you…" she trailed off, dropping the basket of dirty clothes on the floor and wiping her eyes with the back of her hands. Leon wanted to comfort her, but wasn't sure how, a punch in the arm, like he would give the knights, probably wouldn't help. He offered her his hand instead, and to his surprise she took it, allowing him to pull her down the hall, to an empty room. They sat by the window, as she cried harder now. Leon only slightly wondered whose chambers they were in, but focused more on Gwen.

"I'm sorry," he said again, he was never very good with feelings, he was also an idiot, because if he wasn't, he would have long since told Gwen of his feelings and she wouldn't be crying over the king right now…that is, if she felt the same, Leon doubted she did though.

"I should have known," she mumbled. "I should have seen it coming, he has been so distant toward me lately, and there was always Merlin…"

"It isn't Merlin's fault, I'm sure he didn't intentionally do this," Leon said, because Merlin was his friend and he would not allow his name to be tarnished.

"I know, there has always been something between them," Gwen mumbled on. "I thought that…I was so foolish, I thought that Arthur might love me more, that whatever was between them, it was only an attraction."

"Arthur does love you, I'm sure of it," Leon tried. She huffed slightly, shaking her head.

"Once he told me he wanted to run away and escape the royal life…he said he would make Merlin do all of the farm work, Merlin, not me, not anyone else…he just assumed Merlin would go with him, and he would…wouldn't he?" She shook her head once again. "Of course he would, he would follow Arthur anywhere."

"The knights have always suspected them," Leon said, a small smile on his lips. "We've made bets on it."

"I just thought Arthur would finally be the one, it was the fairy tale every little girl dreams of…"

"You've never struck me as that little girl," Leon told her, to which she smiled. "You will find someone, someone who will only love you and not let anything get in the way of that love, not kings or knights, or ranks…"

"I hope you're right, Leon, thank you," Gwen stood up then and wiped her eyes one more time. "So, did you bet as well?"

"Yes," Leon nodded, with a sudden smirk. She giggled at this, but then sniffled lightly.

"And…?"

"Leon frowned, "I owe Gwaine ten coins…"

(A/N: So, this was in Leon's POV, and it felt a little awkward for me, I've never wrote as Leon before, I was going to make it Gwen's POV, but I don't like writing in girls point of view, I don't know why. Anyway, for the next few chapters it's going to be other peoples points of view. If I'm correct, Gaius is next.)