Gwen's curly head rested on Kilgharrah's rough tummy. She listened to his even breathing. A soft breeze lifted her hair as sunrays danced over her face. Gwen smiled in contentment. She longed for Arthur to rest with her.

"Guinevere, your prince would not lay on my belly or feed me snails. Most definitely, he wouldn't fish for salmon to fill my empty belly."

Gwen nestled deeper next to Kilgharrah's warm body. "He would. He's learning. Arthur's thinking will change when he is freed from Uther's influence. He will be the greatest king of all time. His name will live in legends and myths."

Kilgharrah's raised his wings to block hot beams of sun to allow Gwen to enjoy a late afternoon nap.

Arthur watched Uther and Morgana with hooded eyes. He couldn't believe their levels of treachery. His fingers curled around a sharp knife. He longed to fling it at Morgana's black heart. His father killing a generation of people for using magic, yet he used it to save his evil daughter. Did he ever really look at Morgana or was he lured by her beauty? Goodness, I was a fool for her beauty. She was the most beautiful woman in the land to me, just two years ago. I was a foolish young boy. Now, I see her for who she is. Was she ever that carefreelgirl?

Merlin noticed Arthur gripping his knife too tightly. A dark blankness in Arthur's crystal blue eyes. His mouth contained a slight sneer. He's remembering what happened with Gwen.

Arthur jumped when the cool water drenched his thigh. "Merlin," he yelled. What are you doing?"

Merlin quickly cleaned the water. "I'm sorry, sire. Perhaps, you should change your clothes." Merlin shot Arthur a pleading look to excuse himself from dinner. Arthur shrugged in defeat.

"Father, I will see you in the morning." Arthur didn't wait for his father's response. He walked away from Uther. He ignored Uther's calls of "Arthur."

Morgana sat brushing her sable hair. She placed an emerald necklace on her head as she stared at her reflection in a small vanity mirror. "One day, I will be Queen of Camelot." He red painted lips beamed at herself.

"Vanity is a sin in the new religion. Didn't know that your practiced it. Stay a mean old witch, my dear."

The necklace slipped from her head when Morgana swung her body around. She flew from her chair and stomped towards the mirror. Her feet clacked on hard cold floors. "What do you know?"

"I know Guinevere, Arthur's future wife, Camelot's true queen is still alive."

Morgana shook her head in doubt. "She died."

"Would you like to see her?"

The mirror clouded for a second; slowly, the fog revealed Gwen speaking to a large dragon. A smile curving her sweet face. Hate brewed in Morgana's stomach for the young girl.

"How?"

"Magic, a magic that it more powerful than yours."

"She must die."

"Foolish girl, that dragon has more magic than you. She has powerful allies. What do you have?"

"Morgause and Cenred."

"Not impressed. I'm tired. Go have you nightmare filled sleep. Keep the murmuring to a minimum. I need to sleep."

"I'm Mo-

"You are not important. Just his ward. You can't keep a maid. None of your plans are successful. Please do be quiet."

Arthur, Gawain, Merlin and Elyan sat around a worn table in Elyan's house. Merlin whittled a wooden object.

"What is that," Arthur asked. "At a time like this, you're whittling."

"Helps me relax. I don't know what it is."

Arthur signed. 'I'm sorry, Merlin."

Merlin gave Arthur a strange look. "Are you ill?"

"No, I know that I'm a selfish bear on occasion."

"Most occasions."

"I want to kill Morgana. It's hard to play the role."

"Banish her from your mind. Focus on our goal. We need to protect Gwen and Camelot from Morgana."

The men sat in a silent agreement.

A/N: Just a transitions chapter. I update "On the List", maybe Arthur will leave Merlin and Gwen.