Merlin held his palm out at Arthur. His blue eyes stern. Arthur's mouth quivered in annoyance. He kissed the top of Gwen's head and dropped her Merlin's palm.

"Your father, Morgana, and mini Gwen in the same room. I think not," Merlin reasoned. "It's not safe.

Arthur scowled as he stomped towards the door. He gave Merlin one last dirty look as he moved to join his family for dinner.

Merlin looked at Gwen resting on his palm. He was quite sure that she shook her head in disbelief.

"I have to keep you safe."

Merlin dropped placing his chin on the table. Gwen hopped from his hand. She walked over and placed a hand on his nose.

"Gwen, I'm not a dog. Don't have to check me out that I'm safe," Merlin replied laughingly. "It's just a lot. Keeping the magic secret. Helping Arthur. Avoiding Morgana. Trying to make you back regular size."

Gwen looked at her friend with sad eyes. Poor Merlin he needed a nap, along one. She knew in her heart that Arthur would make things better in Camelot. Things wouldn't change until Uther and Morgana were gone. Gwen signed.

Being small wasn't too terrible. She just wanted to cup Arthur's face or give him a little kiss. Soon, she had faith in Merlin.

Merlin avoided Morgana's eyes. They were like a sea of despair. A storm waiting to consume you. He had much, too much on his mind to deal with her. He poured a goblet of wine for Uther. He stepped carefully around her.

Morgana smirked. Merlin avoids me. How cute. Too bad that he didn't do that a few years ago. I just need him to come over to me. I just need a moment to rub the ointment on his body. Just a moment to curse him. A moment for revenge. A moment to rid Camelot of his annoying presence. Morgan pushed her fork from the table. Clanging filled the chamber.

"Merlin, can you retrieve my fork, please," Morgan asked cheerfully.

Merlin knew that he could not refuse in front of Uther. His refusal would cause uproar. Merlin winced. He stopped by her chair. He felt her icy cold hands swiped his ear. A cold chill touched his spine. He moved away from her quickly.

Merlin felt weird. His ears were itchy. His shoulder shook as something hot burned in his body. He squirmed around. His large feet tapped. He ran a finger along his scarf.

Arthur stared at Merlin. Is he doing a jig? I trust him with Guinevere. Arthur twisted his lips at Merlin. His eyes willed him to sit still.

Uther gave Arthur's strange servant a curious look. Whatever was wrong with him? He's a strange littlie fellow.

"Arthur," Uther began," Whatever is wrong with your servant?"

Arthur frowned in displeasure. "I don't know, Father. Perhaps, he should return to his chamber."

Uther raised an eyebrow, and waved Merlin away. Merlin bounced out of the room. Scratching his eyes. Morgana swallowed a smirk.

Practice magic, my skinny friend. Let the ears grow, every time you use magic. Every time that you lie. You're ears will grow.

Morgause's hair gleamed in the moonlight. She smiled brightly as her younger sister.

"Sister," she exclaimed as she dashed forth. They embraced tightly. Morgana's eyes closed when Morgause caressed her cheek.

"I've cursed Merlin," Morgana explained. "His ears will grown everything that he lies or uses magic."

"Brilliant plan, Sister," Morgause cooed. She dropped Morgana's pale hand.

"Tomorrow, I arrive at the castle as a seamstress. I will present Uther with enchanted clothing. WE must show the people that Uther is insane."

"Yes, they will want a new ruler, a queen."

Morgause smiled secretly at her sister. "Yes, a new age of Camelot."

Merlin fed Bob. The little dragon was a terror, and he gave up trying to control him. He slept at the foot of Merlin's bed. He knocked over a bowl of vegetables; drank a bottle of honey; and crushed Gauis' herbs. Gwen walked around flinging her hands into the air. Merlin actually felt sorry for the baby dragon. He was going to have to deal with Gwen. It wasn't going to be pretty.

Merlin felt fine after last night. He thought Morgana had poisoned him yet, his skin seemed quite normal.

Merlin smiled as he left a food for Gwen. He had to go the Council Room. It was much too dangerous for Gwen.

Merlin's eyes widened when he spotted Morgana fawning over nothing in her hands. It appeared that she held fabric.

"Oh, Uther, its wonderful." Morgana spun around as her green eyes met Merlin's. A faint chill returned to his body. Merlin noticed a short fat woman with red hair rubbing her hands gleefully. He looked closely realizing that she had Morgause's brown eyes. Merlin breathed heavily. This was going to be bad. Where was Arthur?

"Yes, King Uther, wear my clothing, and become the most powerful king in Albion." Morgause realized that Uther was a corrupt, vain fool. Of course, he would commission new clothes. "Sire, you must parade through the streets."

Uther closed his eyes and dreamed of conquering Bayard, Odin, Alined, and the rest of the Kings of Albion. "Yes, make the clothing.

Morgana pranced past Merlin. She smiled seductively. "Anything wrong?' Merlin swallowed. "No, Morgana, everything is just perfect." Her eyes looked at his eras when he lied. She smirked when they grew an inch.

Merlin winced in discomfort. His ear felt tingly like someone pulled them. He just needed to find Arthur.

Why did Morgana want to meet him on the balcony overlooking Camelot? She didn't ever appear. What was she up to? Arthur had loved Morgana like a sister. At one time, he thought he might be in love with her. It turned his stomach. He thought of marrying his sister. His father's awful lie. He knew that Morgana couldn't be trusted. He need to tread carefully around the witch.

Arthur placed his hands on a cement railing. He winced in pain. He noticed a small cut bleeding. He wiped away red blood.

"Damn," he muttered. He smiled at thought of seeing Gwen. Happily, he walked to Gauis' apartment.

The tiny shard of magic mirror flowed through Arthur's warm blood. It rushed along his left arm, quickly reaching Arthur's heart. It settled into a valve, and began coating his heart in cold, hateful ice.

Gwen kissed Arthur's injury. Her soft touched melted the ice forming in his heart. Yet, the piece of mirror didn't move. Gwen curtseyed prettily as Arthur's blue eyes watched her delicate movements.

Gwen lowered her head in shame. He's so massive. So, very handsome. Here I am as little as a mouse. Standing, flirting with my future king; my heart full of love. Arthur rubbed her face gently, and departed with Gauis.

The ice began to reform as he moved away from Gwen's loving touch.

A/N: The Snow Queen is my favorite fairy tale. I gave you a warning to remember that tiny piece of glass from Morgana's mirror. Uther's new clothes will be completed before Christmas. My eye is killing me. Two more chapters of mini Gwen. This is going a bit dark for awhile. Fairy tales are dark. I almost passed out when I read the real version of Little Red Riding Hood (German). Yeah, Literature from children, what a class at VA Tech! I learned a lot about Lewis Carroll, Winnie the Pooh, and many others. Thanks for reading and reviewing.