The 10-11-Doctors, yes, I really appreciate your comments and feedback! Jayley, Merlin isn't welcome in Camelot anymore, so he couldn't go for anyone but Gawaine, because Gawaine was the closest person Merlin could find that wasn't in Camelot. Also, Percival isn't in my fanfics. Trivia: Percivals grandma was though (that's Enygues in the old stories if anyone noticed)

"Arthur, making that face isn't going to make the situation better."

Arthur mustered up enough energy to straighten up as they waited for Luned's arrival in the royal courtroom. He was alone with his father and a few other anxious servants, including Gwen who seemed unnaturally dressed up for this rather unmonumental occasion. Luned was to arrive in the afternoon, escorted by Sir Leon, after spending her last morning with Lady Laudine.

As Gwen touched her hair and smoothed her lavender silk & cotton dress that she usually wears at the royal banquets, she began to avert her eyes away from the other servants who looked at her critically.

Arthur started tapping his foot, only to annoy his father.

"Son, you do have a tendency to do that very maddening habit. Do I need to request Lord Humphreys to go over manners and etiquette?" King Uther said from his throne.

Arthur stopped tapping his foot immediately. "No, that won't be necessary." Arthur replied.

As much as Arthur didn't want to admit, he was getting nervous at the idea of Luned being a beautiful woman, which wouldn't bode well for him considering the rising war; not to mention Gwen's own personal war with him. Strangely enough though, Gwen started smiling at Arthur more often, and leaving sachets of vanilla in his shoes to help conquer the odor.

As they all waited on, a loud knock sounded, and a few servants opened the door. Sir Leon entered the room, and looked around as he turned back to bring in Luned.

Arthur held his breath and looked on, and once he saw her, he felt miserable in every way. Luned was more than beautiful. Her golden hair glowed on the surface under the sun beam shining in through the glass stained windows; the beam capturing a glance of her green eyes and pink lips. Behind her walked in a stuffy looking woman with gray hair and a white lace dress that looked more for someone 30 years younger. It was Lady Laudine. As Arthur tried to remain composed, he watched Luned and Lady Laudine walk in the courtroom.

"Lady Laudine…" King Uther said getting up from his throne. It was a rare occasion that Arthur watched his father get up from his seat to greet someone, so he could only tell he truly respected Lady Laudine.

"Your majesty!" bowed Lady Laudine. Arthur got a whiff of her heavily perfumed self, and turned to her with a planted smile. "Oh and the prince! OH heavens! He is a spitting image of his uncle, Tristan! So handsome!"

"Yes… I suppose."King Uther said uncomfortably. Arthur felt uncomfortable as well. "And is this..." Uther asked

"Oh yes, this is her alright. May I present to you, my Luned! Well, she is not mine, but… well..."

As Luned bowed, she watched Lady Laudine sob to herself, and paced over to hold her. "Oh Madam! Don't cry!"

"Oh dear, I said to myself I wouldn't cry. But I think this world will be better for you!"

"Oh no!" Luned asserted."Don't you worry! I'm always there for you always! You are amazing, you hear me! You are a beaaautiful woman and you don't need me to tell you that every day to believe it! Unless I can..." Luned said turning to Arthur. "Well, can I?" she pouted.

Arthur stood there with his father, and they exchanged uncomfortable glances.

"Oh...sure."

"Oh silly girl," sobbed Lady Laudine. "You mustn't split your energy between two places. What did I tell you about being a good wife!"

"WIFE?" Arthur spat without thinking, causing Luned to turn to him with a critical gaze.

"Oh it's just an analogy Prince Arthur! She says I must take care of you as if you were my husband..." Luned explained, turning back to comfort Lady Laudine. Lady Laudine pulled a handkerchief from her bosom and blew her nose.

Aghast, Arthur turned to his father to address the ridiculousness.

"Hmm… that's not a bad analogy." Uther commented to himself, and then nodding at Arthur. "Lady Laudine does tend to have an interesting way in approaching things. "

Astounded, Arthur looked away in attempt to comprehend this whole situation.

"Oh forgive me your majesty; I will miss her very much." Lady Laudine said with streams of tears washing away her powered face.

Arthur so very wished she could take Luned back.

"Once again, Laudine, I am in debt to you for allowing us to have her as Arthur's servant. I was telling Arthur its quiet hard to trust others these days."

"I understand. Cenred is a bad man for wanting to attack. Rumor has it he's off romancing with a young lady and she's getting him to do everything. You better watch out for that man, I still remember all those stories about him and how he fought with his brothers..."

"Those were all rumors, Lady Laudine..." King Uther chuckled.

"But still! Who kills his own brothers, especially after his mother died! How terrible! That poor mother! And well, you won't believe all I've heard about Patrik. Remember that man, he's the one with the scar on his face and the curly hair who owns the jewelry shop...They say he has a mistress…."

Arthur began to tune out and watched everyone's stunned and awkward reactions. King Uther stood there respectfully listening, Luned was listening with bright eyes and with full attention, gasping at every word, and … and Gwen. Gwen stood there bewildered at the entire scene.