In which Arthur is cursed to live as a two-year-old brat and somehow retains both his über-prattishness as well as his penchant for running around after Merlin. (endgame: Merthur)

What happened to Merlin in Ismere is sooo not okay! This is the story of the price of neglect. -"Where is everyone? They were just here." Darkness blurred his vision. He took another slow step, stumbled, and never felt the blow as his face hit the icy mud.