Warning: A slight Series 3. Nothing really big!

Amhar's little mouth sprinkled and crunched cookie crumbs all over Arthur's linens. They scraped his legs and back when he attempted to roll over in his large bed. Amhar's tiny feet kicked his ribs; his sticky hands clung to his tousled blonde hair; and he snored like a piglet. Arthur wondered if he kept Guinevere awake at night. Amhar was a blanket hog and a pillow stealer. Arthur's body felt achy and he was tired. Arthur's heavy eyes drifted to sleep. He winced when Amhar's sharp foot connected with his flat stomach.

Arthur jumped when a warm hand touched his shoulder. Through the silvery moonlight, Arthur spotted Gwen stand by his bed. She placed gentle fingers on his lips.

"Come with me."

She smirked when Arthur stared at her with tired eyes. He wasn't used to dealing with the children at night.

"Arthur, Amhar sleeps at the foot of our bed when you're gone. He wiggles too much. Duran and Gwydre sleep on the edges. The baby sleeps in the center."

Arthur rubbed his head sleepily. "You have a plan for this?"

"Yes."

Reluctantly, Arthur dragged himself from bed. He smiled at Amhar's little body curled in a tight ball.

"He's something, Guinevere."

"Oh yes, he is. Bring him into my chamber."

Arthur scooped Amhar's warm body into his arms, and followed Gwen's into her connecting chamber. He arched a blonde eyebrow in her direction. Their other three children covered Gwen's rarely used bed. Rowan slept in the center with her tiny bottom in the air. Gwydre laid with his arm hugging Duran's still form close to him with Duran's little hand resting on Gwyrde's cheek. "Gwen, how do they squirm like worms?" Gwen shrugged as Arthur swallowed a grin. Gwen pointed to the end of the bed. Arthur gently deposited Amhar's sleeping form.

"Let's go," Gwen whispered. "Don't wake them!"

"What happens when they wake up?"

Gwen shook her head sadly. "You don't want to know."

"Do you do this often?"

"Yes, I sneak into my chamber when they fall asleep. I usually take the baby, but she's sound asleep. Besides, the nurse is with them."

"I thought she quit. "

"She never quits. She just complains."

"Oh."

Gwen pulled a confuse Arthur into the King's chamber and gently shut the door.

"Are you better?"

"Tired, but I'll live."

Arthur watched Gwen snuggled into his bed. A small frown covered her face. "Arthur Pendragon, did you give Amhar cookies?"

Merlin's large blue searched the forest for a batch of fresh dandelions. He needed the weeds to create a potion. Often, he crept from Camelot to search for herbs and flowers in the early morning sun. He felt refreshed and calm as he listened to the sounds of nature. His life had change dramatically over the last ten years. He spent hours working with Arthurs as his loyal advisor or playing in the nursery with the young Pendragon children. Robins flew over his head as he walked through a clearing in the deep forest.

His shrewd blue eyes spotted a small figure draped in green silk laying on a thicket of grass. Carefully, Merlin approached the figure. His large body dropped to the ground; a strong hand brushed silky dark hair from a little girl's face. Her small eyes were clamped shut. His deft hands examined her warm body for broken bones or abrasions. Tenderly, he lifted her into his muscular arms. Merlin sighed as he marched in the direction of the castle. Merlin didn't notice a small smile curling on her beautiful face.

Morgan rubbed her eyes and yawned as she moved towards Vivi's small chamber. Gently, Morgana tapped on her dark wood door. "Vivi, it's morning." Morgana rolled her eyes. Vivi hated to wake up in the morning. She preferred to spend hours at midnight speaking with owls or chasing crickets in the moonlight. Morgana knocked harder. "Vivienne Elaine Lefay, wake up," she commanded. Morgana was extremely angry with Arthur when she gave birth. In a moment of spite, she named her daughter after two of his biggest annoyances.

Morgana threw open Vivi's chamber door. Morgana's mouth dropped when she viewed Vivi's orderly chamber. Morgana closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

"That little witch! She's in Camelot. I'm being punished by the gods."

Morgana stomped to her chamber. Anger marred her beautiful face. "I guess I'm going home."

A/N: I used Elaine's name from Series 3. I saw her eating a frog or scorpion. So, I assumed that she will annoy Arthur.