I really need to get on and write this. I am almost finished but it is just getting it done. Hoping to write a bit today.

The Return of Lancelot

"You really are a worrier aren't you?"

"I care a lot for the people I love. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Morgana laughed softly. "I am fine Merlin."

"I cannot help but …" Her finger on his lips stopped him from speaking.

"If you say one more time that it is your fault or that you feel responsible, I will assassinate you myself. What happened in the past is in the past. We cannot change it so please, stop worrying about me. I am fine and Gaius can even tell you to prove it."

Merlin sighed. "I just … just want to make it up to you."

"And that's the problem, you have nothing to make up to me." She smiled at him. "Now it is not that I am enjoying your company. On the contrary, I rate your company as best in the land, your only rival is your own mother. But don't you have something else to do than be here all day, every day."

"Probably, maybe."

Morgana kissed his cheek. "Don't let me get on the way of your duties."

"We could always run away, like you wanted to with the druids."

"And leave Camelot to the likes of Uther Pendragon. Your father tried very hard to build the land that he did in the time he had. You, we need to carry on his work."

Merlin noticed the look on her face. "What did Morgause say to you exactly?"

She dragged her hand through her hair. "She said that ... That you would have already made magic legal if you were carrying on your father's work."

"I will, just everyone is so jumpy at the moment."

"I know that Merlin. Go on, go and do something more useful."

Merlin shook his head as he got up of the edge of her bed. He kissed her cheek before leaving her.

"You need to be careful Merlin."

"I know."

"Just don't exhaust yourself because you want to spend as much time with Morgana. You do have a kingdom to run."

"Mother, I have everything under control."

"And getting Arthur to do your work isn't right."

Merlin smiled. "He is needed to help me out."

"I know that but you really must learn."

"I am but it is taking longer than I thought. I hoped to have learnt before I became King."

Hunith took hold of her son's arm. "I am proud of you, you know. I just want you to make the right choices."

"I know. I know."

Merlin couldn't stop the smile that lit his face as he saw the person walking towards the training field.

"Lancelot."

"I heard word that there was a new king of Camelot. I assumed that it was you. After travelling down from the north, I heard of your coronation. I am just glad that I left when I did."

"I am just glad that you did as you promised." Merlin turned to see that Arthur was busy carrying out his orders for the new recruits. "Let's walk."

Lancelot waited a bit before he spoke again. "May I ask of the King that took over first?"

"He was my father, he was assassinated."

"That must have been hard."

"It could have been harder. I had only known him for a year. He didn't know that I was his son until I met him."

"But he was your father, no matter how long you knew him."

Merlin gave a small smile as he sighed. "I will have to work on the council, apparently I need to ask them for everything that I do."

"I will wait for as long as it takes."

"Well I might just do it anyway and see what they say."

They both chuckled as they climbed up the stairs.

Now she wouldn't say that she was advoiding him but Guinevere was trying very hard not to bump into Lancelot. She felt guilty after the last time they met. She didn't mean to lead him on but she had fallen for Arthur and harder than she ever fell for him.

Lancelot was a good man and he didn't need to be pining over someone like her. She would only break his heart in the end. But then the thing to do now would be to tell him that she had fallen for someone else.

So why was it so hard?

Gwen knew that she loved Arthur, there was no doubt that she loved him but there was always more of a chance that she could be with Lancelot than Arthur. Lancelot was like her, a commoner. Arthur was still a prince, he might not be crowned prince but if anything did happen to Merlin, goddess forbid if anything did, he would probably be the council's first choice to takeover.

"Gwen."

She spun around and smiled. "Lancelot. I heard that you were back."

"It seems like the news has travelled fast."

Gwen's heart ached at what she needed to do. "You never said goodbye last time."

"That was because I knew I was going to return. Why say goodbye when it isn't final?"

"I … It would have still been nice rather than you sneaking off into the night."

"Merlin said that I shouldn't but … I knew I had to leave."

She took a deep breath. "I … If anything, loving you would be easier and less complicated and part of me does but there is a bigger part that loves someone else."

Lancelot looked down at the floor and sighed before looking back up at her. "And if love was meant to be easy and simple then more people would try and find the one they are meant to be with. I know that your feelings for me have moved on. I just hope that he can make you as happy as you should be."

Gwen felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "We can still be friends though."

"Oh Gwen, I wouldn't like anything more or less."

She smiled and they walked down the halls together, him telling her of his travels.