A/N: OMG! I'm so excited for this one! It's based off of season2episode 2! Eep! There's probably going to be one or two chapters more for this episode! I'm sooooo excited! This is one of my favorite episodes! I didn't even notice that until I started giggling like a pshychotic school girl when I saw the script!

Any who...

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Arthur walked into the…house. If he could actually call it a house. It was more like a hut. Yes.

A hut.

His cloak was covering his face…where'd Merlin get this? The prince thought curiously. He still couldn't quite believe that Merlin talked him into staying at Gwen's…this is unbelievable…

"My lord," Gwen curtsied. She's always has treated me like a human and not a prince…right? I mean…we've gotten to know each other pretty well…and she hasn't cut me any slack. Right?

"Guinevere. It's good of you to let me stay in your home," Arthur said respectfully stepping farther inside the—hut, and taking a curious look around. Not much here…The prince had gotten into the habit of calling Gwen, by Guinevere again. She didn't seem to mind, but he called her Gwen as well…just to be on the safe side.

"I'm happy to help," Gwen says with her bright smile as usual. Merlin whispers something to Gwen without the prince realizing. "I'll prepare some food for you," The prince simply nodded still intrigued with his surroundings. Gwen said to the prince. Then to Merlin. "I can't believe you talked me into this!" Gwen was much more nervous about this than Arthur…being that she, in general, is a more nervous person.

But this was just ridiculous.

Merlin kind of shrug. Where else was the prince going to stay. It's not like he had many friends that were poor. Gwen seemed like the obvious option to Merlin…not to mention that her generosity was easy to manipulate. Gwen walked away and started to prepare food. Arthur walked over to Merlin.

"You can't really expect me to stay here," Arthur asked. Now that he gave the…hut…a look, he wasn't too sure about staying here. Not to mention the whole Gwen thing…sure they're were—friends—if he could even call it that, but…this seemed a little more like invading on her privacy than anything else.

Plus the bed was tiny!

She must have a bigger bed for herself…behind those curtains. This must be the guest bed. I'll be generous and take the guest bed instead.

"We need to keep you out of sight! We can trust Gwen not to tell anyone," Merlin said in a hushed tone.

"I doubt anyone will believe it,"

"You can't go a day without your big bed and your soft pillows,"

He's such an idiot! Arthur thought. If I can sleep on the ground, then I can sleep on this tiny bed!

"This will be fine," Arthur said.

Like a man.

Merlin smiled.

"How are preparations coming along? Have we found a knight for the tournament?" Arthur asked.

"Absolutely! He's a farmer from one of the outlying villages. No one will suspect a thing," Merlin said in his usual cheery voice.

"Yes, but does he look the part?"

Should I offer to help her? Na…she's doing a fine job by herself. Besides, she does this for a living! Besides…I'm beat! Arthur thought. Merlin was dismissed a while ago and Gwen and Arthur just got done with their (awkward) dinner. Gwen was now sleeping but Arthur still had a bit of wine left. He drained his cup and put it back on the table, stood and stretched.

"It's been a long day. I think I'll turn in for the night. Is this my bed?" Arthur asked as he moved toward the bed. Of course it's my bed! I'm sure Gwen doesn't sleep on this old thing every night!

"Of course, I hope you'll be comfortable," Gwen lied. About the bed being his part.

Well actually about the comfortable part as well.

"I'm sure I will be," The prince said trying to get comfortable.

I won't be. He thought as he punched his pillow into place. Gwen put her broom down and walked past the curtains. She closed them and grabbed an old blanket that was lying around. She made a bed out of sacks lying on the floor. I can't believe Arthur took my bed! Does he truly and honestly think that there's more than one bed in my tiny house! How can he be so selfish? The uncomfortable serving girl thought.

"Goodnight Guinevere," Arthur said drowsily.

And yet I'd let him take my bed a hundred times.

"Goodnight…my lord,"

A/N: Did you like it? I hope so! Tell me how many more chapters you want of this episode. I'm thinking about making one of the chapters only in Arthur's perspective. Do you like that? I hope so. I mean he does kiss her in this episode and I'd love to hear what's going on his mind during THAT!

Please! Some feedback!