Arthur stared at Merlin quizzically. Then he smacked Merlin around the head.
"Don't be a prat Merlin, you aren't clever" he said. Merlin rolled his eyes.
"As you wish Arthur," Merlin muttered sarcastically.
"What was that?" asked Arthur.
"Umm I like ponies," Merlin said.
"Merlin, you do say some of the weirdest stuff," said Arthur. Amy and Doctor glanced at each other. Arthur turned back to Amy and the Doctor.
"So, Amy and the Doctor? What is your business in Camelot?"
"Sight-seeing, the best kind!" grinned the Doctor, "Oh yeah and here's my coat of arms". The Doctor held up his psychic paper. It remained blank to Arthur and Merlin. However Arthur seemed to be satisfied with it. Amy noticed that Merlin remained stumped by the paper.
"Come with me Sir Doctor and Lady Amy," said Arthur, taking Amy's arm. Amy grinned and stuck out her tongue at The Doctor. He stuck his tongue out back. Merlin followed closely behind.
They walked through the market place, the savoury scent of apple pies and sizzling meat hit Amy's nose. The market was busy with hustle and bustle of many the Castle residents.
"This way," said Arthur. The four of them walked through a large drawbridge into a large courtyard. It was spacious and Amy gasped at the beauty of it. Arthur led them up some steps which were flanked by two wing lion statues. At the door, two guards nodded as they passed through.
"Hey tell the King, that I require an audience with him" Arthur said to the guard on the left.
"Okay Sire" he said, and he sped off down the corridor.
"Talk about snappy service, you can't find anything like that anyone these days," murmured Amy to the Doctor.
"Now now Amy" Doctor grinned.
The guard came back.
"He said he's ready Sire" said the guard.
"Thank you!" said Arthur. The guard smiled and walked back to his post. The four of them walked down the corridor and through a pair of large oak doors into a large hall. The sunshine shined through the stained glass windows, making multi-coloured patterns on top of people's heads.
At the end of the hall, was a large throne and sitting upon was an old, greying man.
"That's the king" whispered Merlin.
"What?" said Amy, bemused…