"Are you sober," I questioned Gwaine as I yanked him from behind me. Why couldn't I have found Percy or Leon lurking about the courtyard? No, I found mouth almighty Gwaine.

"I met a tender little apple, Arthur. She need a few nibbles under a moonlit sky."

"Gwaine, Guinevere is missing. I don't know if I have a son or daughter. Not in the mood! My uncle just left the grounds!"

Gwaine grinned mischievously, "She has to be ugly. Who else would want him? Why are we talking, and not following him?"

I didn't bother to scowl at him. At least, he lightened my mood as I walked I imagined a little girl with dark brown eyes and soft curls napping on my chest. I need to find them. Carefully, I stepped around broken tree limbs and dried leaves. Why is he in the forest? Hate grew in my soul when I spotted Morgana. Everyone was right. Their words hurt my soul more than a sharp sword, mace, or any other injury.

"Well, well… the Queen of Camelot. The poor little servant girl …. who kissed a knight the night before her wedding," Morgana muttered. "Sweet innocent little Gwen is missing.

"Where is she?"

"I don't know," Morgana crackled. Morgana's eyes held an insane light. "Poor Gwen never knew Lancelot was a shade. I raised him from the dead to ruin her wedding with your help. She was enchanted and never wanted to kiss Lancelot. But, I know my jealous brother, and he wouldn't listen to reason. He wouldn't question why you pulled him from bed, "Morgana pouted. "She didn't even spare him a glance. I had to help her. Now, I wish that I had her and her little brat. I would tell her the truth right before I killed her.

Lancelot came back from the dead. He was controlled by Morgana… magic. He used magic on Gwen. He tricked her… what did I do?

"What have you done, Morgana," Agravaine raged.

Morgana stared distastefully at Agravaine. "Don't shout at me. Have you forgotten yourself?"

Agravaine smiled sweetly. "Where is Gwen?'

"I don't have her."

Agravaine paced around the dark forest. "He thinks that you kidnapped his wife. He's lost his mind in panic."

Morgana smirked. "A perfect time to strike."

I listened in horror as my beloved Uncle conspired against me, my Knights, and Camelot. The rest of my soul departed my body as my mind was reborn in rage. Gwaine's hand was clamped tightly over my mouth as his other arm restrained me. Never did I realize the true depths of his strength until this moment. My emotions collided in my heart, soul, and mind. I had done nothing to my uncle or blasted sister. Guinevere was innocent. Wait, Gwen was innocent. I was horrible to her. All she did was love me. I told her never to say I love you again. I was thankful for Gwaine because I wanted to sink to my knees and roar in anger, hate, and fury.

8*8

I don't know how we walked back to the castle. I think Gwaine tugged me through the woods. Leaving me in my chamber, he went to wake Gaius, Merlin, Percy, Leon, and Elyan. The pain of everything was so real, and I couldn't understand the depths of my emotions except darkness and rage. Moonlight and sunlight would never be a part of my world again until Guinevere and our child was returned to me. Sighing, I accepted the consequences of my foolishness. A plan formed in my mind for Agravaine and Morgana, and they would feel deathly pain for their actions.

8*8

I stared intensely at Leon, curling my fingers in frustration. "What do you mean that Lancelot never made it to the Northern Borders?"

"He never arrived, Sire. I don't know."

I slammed his fist on a table. "Lancelot was a good knight. He refused his orders? Did you not question this? You didn't tell me! He was a shade raised from his death by Morgana. What if he's hunting down Gwen and the baby?"

I noticed Merlin and Gaius exchanging look before Gaius bowed his head in defeat.

Gaius sighed. "Sire, I've wronged you. Lancelot did follow orders… the orders of his mistress, Morgana. I conducted a test. You are correct he was a shade, a spirit raised from the dead. I am sorry."

Arthur closed his eyes. "You allowed a dead spirit into Camelot! He was near my wife. He sought her out! She acted differently when he appeared! He could have done anything to her! I found out tonight in the woods with Gwaine, listening to my Uncle conspire against me. Morgana bragging over destroying my Guinevere! How could you, Merlin. She loves you so much. " My rant sounded senseless.

Merlin shrugged," It eased our guilt to have him back."

"Tomorrow night, we will discover the rest of Morgana's plan from my Uncle. Leon, make preparations to lead the knights to Helios' keep, and destroy it, leave nothing but fire and destruction-kill Helios, and place his head on a spear for all to see. Percy and Elyan, go with him. Gwaine, I need you here with me." My friends nodded in agreement.

"Merlin."

"Yes, Arthur?"

"Make sure Cook prepares Agravaine's favorite meal, it will be his last."

"Yes, Arthur."