Jaya blew into the middle of the back part of her chambers, and stumbled forward to lean against the nearest post of her bed. That was close. She had almost been caught in the midst of doing magic. As it was, she still wasn't sure that Uther wouldn't have heard the wind coming from somewhere. All she could hope was that he would find it so improbable that someone would be there, and that if there was someone that to get away they had used magic that he would just ignore it and go on about what he was doing. After one more deep breath, which she blew out slowly between her teeth to calm her heart, she started back into the main part of the room.

"Well then, the King knows now, and he's not feeling very forgiving. I hope one of you has a good idea, because there's guards searching for Lancelot right now, and when they find him they have orders to bring him to Uther." Jaya announced coming back into the room and looking first at Freya, who was stoking the fire, while Merlin hovered, ready and willing to take over, only to be shooed back by Freya, who was doing just fine by herself.

"He knows?" Lancelot asked, his voice sounding strangled slightly. "What are we going to do now?"

"Merlin is going to come up with a plan." Jaya shrugged, looking at him expectantly.

"What?" Merlin squeaked.

"It's only fair, Merlin. You were the one who decided that it was a good idea to run off and make up a seal of nobility from a family that Uther knows." Jaya pointed out, shrugging.

"Are you saying that if I had come to you to begin with you would have come up with a different and better plan?" Merlin questioned, flopping down in the chair heavily.

Jaya shrugged. "I'm sure we would have thought of something.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time. Foolproof even." Merlin muttered, sounding like he was without any kind of idea of what the best idea was.

"It would have made more sense for me to tell Uther that he was from a noble family from Ireland." Jaya pointed out. "Uther has no ties, and he's not familiar with who's in charge of what lands and no personal connections with anyone that has any nobility besides my father."

"That's a…" Merlin quieted for a moment and then slapped his forehead. "That's a much better plan. Why didn't I think of that?" he muttered.

"There's no use dwelling in the past. Not when there's guards searching for you and there needs to be a plan to make sure that you don't die." Freya spoke up, turning to face the rest of the room, her back to the fire that was now going strongly again.

Jaya nodded and looked back and forth between the two men. "Any ideas?"

Merlin shook his head. It hurt like nothing else had up til this point. He wasn't sure if it was because he suddenly had a hangover, or if it was a headache from the realization that it was because of him that they were where they sat now.

"How long do you suppose it will take for them to find out where I am?" Lancelot wondered, looking over at Jaya.

Jaya shrugged. "The good news is the castle is quite large. The bad news is, they'll soon have quite a bit of help. However, I'm not entirely sure that they'll bother me in the search. So we may have a few hours."

A few hours later they had made it no farther than they had been when Jaya had come back. A few times their conversations stopped or became more hushed than usual when the sound of rushing feet went past the door.

"What are we going to do?" Merlin wondered for what to be the hundredth time, his legs were hanging over the arm of the chair that he was sitting in and his head hanging over the other arm.

"There's nothing for it. They're going to find me eventually." Lancelot mused.

"I'm not quite sure that I like that idea." Jaya muttered, laying on the floor between the two chairs, her head pillowed on her arms that were crossed behind her head and on Ridire who was sprawled out on the bearskin rug.

"There's nothing for it. All I can do is go where they can find me and hope that the King will understand why I did what I did." Lancelot shrugged.

"That seems like a stupid plan."

Jaya looked at him and tilted her head. "What would you suggest?" she shifted forward and poured herself some tea after dropping two pieces of sugar into the tea cup.

Gwaine opened his mouth and shut it a couple of times. "Well…I don't know…"

Jaya nodded. "Exactly."

"No magic still?"

Jaya shook her head. "Do you have any idea how much energy it would take to wipe the memories of everyone in the castle?!" her voice squeaked. "Plus! Merlin, Lancelot, Freya…me…everyone would have forgotten."

"I didn't say it was a perfect plan…"

"There's also the possiblity that it would have killed me and still failed."

"You're not strong enough?" Gwaine tiled his head skeptically.

"I had just been bitten twice by magical snakes!" Jaya's voice broke a little as her hands flung. Her tea staying perfectly in the cup despite the large slosh.

Gwaine held up his hands and nodded. "Fair point."

Jaya sipped her tea. "We were stuck between a rock and a hard place. If it was now, and Merlin and I had the applied knowledge that we have now…the power that we have now. Things might be different. But it's not now. I was actually a teenager. Not a teenager for the…" Jaya's eyes glazed over for a moment and then she slowly blinked. "I've completely lost count of what time this is."

Gwaine smiled softly. "Well. You're just as beautiful now as you have ever been, Starfire."

Jaya looked at him for a moment over the far edge of her teacup. A slight flush crept up her neck and covered her cheeks. "Gwaine." she chided softly.

Gwaine smiled to himself in a pleased way. "So Lancelot wanted to turn himself in?"

Jaya nodded. "And I really had no better plan."