Something is wrong with my Duran. Gwen realized as she watched her little boy push his vegetables around his plate. He was so quiet after spending time on the balcony in the hot sun. Gwen remembered the look of horror on his face as he pulled her towards the edge. He kept mumbling and pointing about a mule. Gwen searched all over Camelot's city for a mule. She didn't spot anything. His little body trembled as he clutched her hand tightly.

He refused to look in Arthur's direction. He didn't want Arthur's good night kiss. He ran from Merlin. He ignored Morgana's gentle words. He wanted his Mother. No one would do. Large tears spilt from his eyes as he cried in her soft arms. Gwen rocked her small son until he cried himself to sleep.

Gwen shook the cobwebs from her eyes as she felt a small nudge on her shoulder. Arthur snored loudly on her left. How did I ever learn to sleep with that? Gwen felt a forceful shove on her shoulder.

"Mother," a small voice whined in the darkness. "Please."

Gwen opened eyes to see Duran holding Rowan's hand. "What is it?"

"We can't sleep."

Gwen sat up and hauled her children into her large bed. It was too late to remind Duran that he wasn't allowed to remove Rowan from her cradle. Gwen kept her in there for a reason.

Rowan crawled in the direction of her father. Her chubby legs climbed on Arthur's bare chest. Her small hands tapped his chest happily.

"No, baby, Gwen admonished gently. "Father is asleep."

Arthur snored deeply and loudly. His chest mumbled. Rowan frowned in anger. Her small head titled as she listened to Arthur's awful snoring. Gingerly, she crawled up Arthur's chest. She slapped his face hard, but he kept snoring. She gave her mother a pitiful look.

"Get use to it."

Rowan poked her lips out. She scooted down and placed her rosebud mouth against Arthur's shoulder. Gwen's eyes widen when she spotted tiny white teeth.

"Rowan!"

The baby chomped on Arthur's shoulder. Arthur sat up suddenly as he yelped in pain. Rowan giggled as she rolled onto Gwen's pillow. Duran watched quietly.

"What happened?"

"You're dreaming, Arthur. Go back to sleep."

Arthur rubbed his blonde head and snuggled back into his pillows.

Gwen grabbed her children and tucked them in her safe arms. "He snores. Learn to live with it."

"Safe," Duran asked.

"Safe, love."