'…you are getting curiouser and curiouser by the day, Merlin'. That's what he said today, but Merlin couldn't concentrate on the words, just watched those lips forming his name, the corners turning slightly upwards. But now that he thought about it, what did he mean by that?
Tonight would not be wasted. If he's unable to sleep, then he might as well start looking for a cure for this enchantment. He was losing his mind. Who would curse him with such a thing? Or was it a spell made for someone else but went wrong? Of all people, why Arthur?