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"It's obviously me that's Merlin's best friend. He always comes looking for me when he's in trouble." Gwaine said to Lancelot. It was dusk and they were trudging through the forest towards the castle, slightly lagging behind the others.

"He always sends for me too." Lancelot says matter of factly.

"He sticks up for me when Arthur tries sending me away."

"Ditto."

Gwaine stopped in his tracks, taking a sharp intake of breath, causing Lancelot to stop and turn back to him. "What?"

"Is Merlin using us?"

"What are you talking about Gwaine?" Lancelot said turning to carry on walking.

Gwaine jogged to catch up to his side.

"Well, it seems to me he's leading us both on! He's saying the same things to you as he is to me!"

Lancelot sighed, "Look Gwaine, if it bothers you that much, we'll say you're his best friend."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You're around a lot more than me, and he trusts us both with his secret….."

"Yes well I am here a lot -" Gwaine stopped again, "hang on, what secret?"

Lancelot smirked and kept walking, "Oh… has he not told you?"


"So Arthur, tell me again, what are we going to when we've rescued your father?" Robin asked, as he strolled with Arthur at the front of the group.

"How many times? We're going to take back Camelot!"

"Yes, yes I know that. But HOW exactly?"

Arthur remained silent.

"Arthur?"

Still silence.

"Arthur?….Arthur?….Arth-"

"Shut up! We shall cross that bridge when we get to it!" Arthur huffed before walking off ahead.

"We're all going to die." Robin said matter of factly to Much.


Meanwhile, back at camp.

"So Gwen. Tell me about Lancelot." Marian asked, sitting and watching as Gwen stoked the fire.

"What do you want to know?"

"Has he got a girlfriend?"

Gwen paused, and thought carefully about her answer, "Why do you want to know? I thought you were with Robin?"

"Oh I am, but just between us girls, I like to keep my options open."

"Oh well," Now Gwen knew she had to tread carefully here. Sure she had chosen Arthur but she still felt a pang of jealously when she thought of Lancelot with someone else. "I don't think you're his type actually."

Marian eyes grew wide in shock. "Erm… I'm everybody's type. Back home in Nottingham all the men seem to fall in love with me."

"Well you're not in Nottingham anymore. And besides, Lancelot is …." She paused, hardly believing she was going to say this, "…gay."

"No way!"

"Yep it's true." Gods forgive her lying, she thought. "In fact, you know Percival?"

"The tall guy with the big muscles?"

"That's the one. He's Lancelot's partner. If you know what I mean." Gwen said, pleased to be throwing Marian off of the scent.

"Oh…..well….Actually thinking about it, there was something different about him. He did seem awfully close to that Merlin boy."

"Merlin?"

"Yes, all the whispering and looks. It makes sense now."

"It does?"

"Yes. Thanks for telling me Gwen." Marian said before walking off towards her bed roll.

Gwen stood thinking 'There was no way that Lancelot was ga