Arthur didn't find anything adorable, lovely, or charming about the Great Dragon. Gwen rubbed his large scaly body like he was a six week old pup. I might not touch her ever again. She's going to need a bath after he licks her. He's just tasting her for later. How are did Gwen and Merlin forget his horrible behavior in the past towards Camelot? A soft rumbling laugh bounced off a row of oaks. He hated to admit that Kilgharrah had an infectious giggle. His laughter made all of them giggle in response. His enormous leathery wings provided shade during sunny afternoons. He does have some good pints, not many. Arthur swore he licked his lips as he dreamed of eating him.

"No, young prince," Kilgharrah called. "I dream of eating Uther."

Arthur's blue eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe Merlin's pet could read his mind. His beloved sat rubbing his claws and pouring water into his mouth. Nothing cute about him at all. Maybe, Gwen needs to see his scratches from her new pet. She's fawning over an oversized lizard, who tried to kill us. Yet, I bear marks from my heroic efforts to protect her from harm. How come she's not rubbing my shoulders or cooing in my ears?

"Prince Arthur, are your lips really pouty? You have a lifetime of love with her. Spare an old dragon a moment of affection."

Arthur's mouth dropped. He walked over to his horse. A horse is always loyal to his master. He wouldn't let Morgause or Cenred stroke his mane. Arthur stoke his stallion's silky mane; I'm not jealous. I would think she would be here with me. We're about to leave and she's playing with a dragon. She's fussing over Gawain and Merlin. Merlin has Hunith to mother him. Gawain can find a tavern girl. Gwen is my lady love.

"Guinevere, say goodbye to him. Spare an ancient dragon from his self pitying thoughts. ."

Arthur stood with his arms folded and a deep scowl marring his handsome face. Gwen shook her dark curly hair. Arthur owned her heart; he was her light in the face of darkness. Gwen smiled as her eyes slowly roamed over Arthur. A few rays of sunshine bounced off his flaxen hair. His blue eyes sparkled with jealous and annoyance. His muscles rippled in his strong arms. His tender pink lips reminded her of a new rose in spring.

"Really, Guinevere," Kilgharrah muttered. "Get rid of them. I need a nap."

Gwen waved a finger to silence Kilgharrah. He covered his eyes with his wings. He watched Gwen kiss Gawain's cheek lightly as she hugged him. "Be safe."

"always Princess."

Gwen traced Merlin's cheek. "I owe you everything."

"Well, life is bleak without you. Someone is cranky. Are you sure you aren't a dragonlord? " Merlin pointed to Kilgharrah. "Behaves for you."

"She listens to me. Morgana would be dead by now." Merlin twitched his nose in distaste. "No, she wouldn't."

"We will never know," Kilgharrah sang happily until Gwen arched a dark brow in his direction.

"Watch over, Arthur for me."

"It's my destiny. "

Merlin watched Gwen slowly walk towards Arthur. His arms dropped to his sides as she approached his rigid body.

"Gawain, let's pick apples."

'Yes, green ones."

Kilgharrah rolled his eyes. "Don't leave me behind. Don't worry, young sovereign, I will protect you lady love with my life."

Arthur kissed Gwen's thumb as she ran it across his pink lips. Gwen softly gasped when Arthur roughly drew her into his arms. She was surprised by his passionate kiss. Her hands stroke his blonde hair. Arthur's large hands cupped her face and brushed tears from her eyes. Her toes pressed into soft grass. Arthur 's head rose and he flashed a brilliant smile down at Gwen. "Can the dragon kiss you like that? I love you, stay safe, and listen to the dragon."

"I love you too, Arthur."

Sally's hands trembled as she brushed Morgana shiny sable locks. Delicate fingers tapped a furious rhythm as her annoyance grew.

"Is it really hard to brush my hair? Gwen was able to do it."

Sally swallowed as fear flowed through her body. "I'm sorry, milady."

"Get out."

Morgana smirked as Sally backed away in fear. It smelled so delightful. Fear was like a freshly bloomed rose. An emotion forming in your stomach and slowly creeping into your blood. Morgana licked her lips as she thought of her reign as Queen of Camelot.

"You really do get ahead of yourself," a deep masculine voice stated.

Morgana's deep green eyes scanned her room. She didn't spot anyone. "I'm the King's ward-"

"You're his daughter. You're evil. You want to kill your little brother. You want to be queen. Save me a full synopsis. I know your plan."

Morgana grabbed her ornate knife as she climbed her chair. Cautiously, she moved around her large chamber."

"A knife wouldn't hurt. Over her, dearie."

Morgan listened intently as a melodious whistled floated around her chamber.

"I'm waiting, Morgana."

Morgana steps curiously towards a large mirror hanging on her wall. She couldn't remember having an ornate mirror. A large golden ornate mirror with golden leaves and ruby cherries adorned her wall.

"Magic, my queen. A gift from Morgause."

"A talking mirror," Morgana replied.

'Well, if you don't need my help. I don't accept insults from novice witches. Good bye."

'Wait."

"I'm tired. Maybe, tomorrow."

A/N: Gwen and Kilgharrah bond further. Arthur sets Morgana straight. Gawain is Gawain. Morgana gets a clue about Merlin. Arthur gets eaten by a big purple monster, if he doesn't go back to being a minor character! Thanks for the nice reviews.