Amelia's POV

Amelia doesn't know if she's feeling extra tense today because it is the day that rulers of the five Kingdoms come together to work towards peace or because she worries this is a new episode and she still hasn't found her notes so has no idea about the outcome.

Amelia doesn't have to be there to greet the Kings as they arrive but she has to be there when settling Lady Vivian, the daughter of King Olaf, into her room as Uther has ordered her to be there to welcome her and make her feel comfortable. Why can't Morgana do this?

Amelia is with Arthur when he escorts Vivian to her Guest Chambers. Hopefully, she will only have to be here very briefly before dipping out as she has heard that Lady Vivian is a bit full of herself and spoilt.

"I hope everything is to your satisfaction," Arthur says as they trail behind Lady Vivian who seems to be inspecting the room.

"It is... adequate."

Amelia purses her lips in irritation, something about this woman is putting her teeth on edge.

"Most of our guests are extremely happy here. I'm sure you will be, too." Arthur continues after being momentarily knocked off course by Vivian's response.

"Hm. I am not most of your guests." Amelia shares a look with Arthur.

"Why of course…" Amelia mutters sarcastically causing Arthur to nudge her. Gwen then enters.

Arthur glances at her. "Well, er, may I present Guinevere. She'll be looking after you for the duration of your stay. You'll want for nothing. She is truly one of Camelot's finest." Awww…

Lady Vivian giggles. "Then I fear for Camelot."

Arthur and Gwen look shocked at Vivian's rudeness and Amelia agrees with them.

"Is that not a little—"

"Excuse us." Arthur pulls Amelia out of the room with Gwen following.

—

They step out of the room and close the door.

"Amelia…" Arthur begins.

"What?" Amelia asks innocently.

"You can't be rude to guests."

"I wasn't!" Amelia protests. "She was the rude one. Did you hear her?"

The three of them pause and look at each other and laugh.

"Yeah, good luck with that one," Arthur comments to Gwen.

"Mmm." Gwen grins. Arthur stares at her for a bit before she notices. They stare at each other.

"I'm right here guys," Amelia says causing them to startle.

Arthur remembers himself and starts to leave. "We need to prepare for the feast." He pulls Amelia along. She's going to lose her arms by the end of the day if he keeps doing this.

Amelia smirks at him as they stride down the corridor. Well, Arthur strides while Amelia does little runs in between her strides to keep up with him due to her shorter legs.

"Shut up Amelia." Arthur snaps.

"I didn't say anything." Amelia's smirk widens.

—

Amelia and Morgana sit on either side of the Lady Vivian in the Banquet Hall with Anne and Gwen standing behind them. Amelia feels annoyed by this as she can't whisper about anything and everything that annoys her to Morgana.

Trickler, King Alined's Court jester, breathes fire out of his mouth before dancing down the aisle that lies in the middle of the tables towards the top table where the Kings sit. Amelia claps and grins at the performance along with everybody else. When Trickler gets there, he breathes fire in the direction of the Kings, lighting their candles. Amelia gasps at the sight.

"But it is not enough to please just the gentlemen of the Court. Now I have a spectacle for the ladies." Trickler announces turning to where Amelia sits with Morgana and Vivian.

Amelia watches curiously as Trickler produces butterflies out of nowhere. They all gasp and clap.

Trickler suddenly gasps. "But what is this? Lady Vivian." He puts his hand by her ear and pulls it back to reveal a butterfly on his hand. "It has mistaken you for a beautiful flower."

Vivian gasps in delight. Amelia raises an eyebrow, this is all pretty impressive she has to admit.

—

The peace talks begin the next day and Amelia is thankful she doesn't have to be there.

What she is less thankful about is Vivian deciding that they are now best friends and insisting on dragging her about everywhere. At first, it's a horse ride, which ends with a poor servant being severely scolded by Vivian because apparently, he wasn't doing his job properly. Amelia can't help but think about how Vivian is in no place to criticise as she could never be empathetic and doesn't understand that maybe there is more in the world than herself.

Later Amelia is having to walk down the Courtyard Corridor, after an awful outing into the Market in town, along with Gwen and Anne, who Amelia decided should experience this agony, as they listen to Vivian chat their ears off. She catches a glimpse of Merlin and Arthur up ahead and wishes to escape to them but she is unable as Vivian drags Amelia, Anne and Gwen round the corner.

—

Merlin pulls Amelia and Anne to Gaius' Chambers saying that something had happened so they, along with Gaius, sit in front of Merlin who paces.

"I may have caused a problem. Although it wasn't entirely my doing." Merlin announces.

"Uuuhh… what's happened?" Amelia asks cautiously.

"Arthur's in love."

"And how did you cause that?" Gaius remarks.

"That bit isn't my fault, the other bit is." Merlin corrects. "Oh, I can't tell you about that bit."

"Clear as mud."

"Arthur's completely besotted, he can't concentrate on anything. All he thinks about, all he talks about is... is the Lady Vivian." Merlin explains.

Anne's eyebrows reach the stratosphere. "The Lady Vivian? So soon?"

"And why her of all people?" Amelia whines. What happened to Gwen? Would her notes have offered any insight?

Merlin frowns. "I don't know. Something doesn't feel right. Only yesterday he dismissed her as rude."

"Well, obviously," Amelia mutters.

"If Arthur professes his love for Vivian, Olaf will be furious. Surely, Arthur knows that?" Gaius points out.

Merlin sighs and nods. "See, he said it was his job to woo his lady by the end of the day."

"And it's your job to stop him," Gaius says.

—

Amelia, Merlin and Anne hear Vivian's voice echoing down the corridor. They hurry through the corridors and reach Arthur, who stands outside Vivian's Guest Chambers with a platter and a rose, just as the door slams shut.

Oh, dear.

"Just five minutes!" Arthur knocks on the door.

"My Lord, I don't think your advances are welcome," Merlin says.

"Go away! And take your chicken with you!" Comes Vivian's muffled yell.

"Don't know what gives you that impression." Arthur shoves the tray at Merlin.

"Let's go, Arthur. Perhaps in the morning." Amelia urges, pulling him towards his Chambers with Anne and Merlin behind them with the latter carrying the chicken.

—

Once at Arthur's Chambers, Amelia and Anne leave him in Merlin's charge. They don't go far before there's another emergency meeting in Gaius' Chambers.

Gaius inspects the lock of hair that Arthur found under his pillow.

"I knew something wasn't right," Merlin mutters.

"Arthur's enchanted," Gaius concludes.

"I should have realised he had magic. No one can make butterflies appear from thin air." Merlin says as he paces.

"Trickler?!" Amelia exclaims. Of course. How could she not realise?!

"Why would he want Arthur to fall in love with Vivian?" Merlin wonders, stopping in his movements.

"An advance by Arthur would be a sure-fire way to ruin the peace conference. Maybe Alined wants war." Gaius realises.

"Without creating it himself." Anne finishes with a wide eyed look on her face.

"It's the sort of cowardly behaviour you would expect from him. Cowardly, but clever." Gaius contemplates.

"We need to find a way of turning Arthur back to normal." Merlin declares.

"Before it's too late."

Amelia wrinkles her nose. "That means more reading of those old books doesn't it."

—

Amelia and Anne have other things they need to do and can't help with all of the research.

Amelia doesn't realise that an enchanted Arthur is the least of their worries until she collides with a gleeful Vivian, dressed in her nightgown, singing about how in love she is and running off in the direction of Arthur's Chambers.

Oh no.

She catches up with Vivian as she pushes into Arthur's Chambers and slams her hand on the door to stop Merlin from shutting it in her face.

"We've got—"

"I know."

The two of them rush to stand in front of Vivian to stop her from searching for Arthur.

"Where is he?" The woman questions.

"He's not here Vivian. Why don't we leave?" Amelia desperately urges. This is bad. Very bad.

"Then I shall wait." Vivian declares walking past them. Amelia now notices that Vivian is carrying a rose. Really?

"I don't think that's a good idea. You..." Merlin adverts his eyes. Amelia rolls her eyes. "You're not even dressed."

"My love does not care what I wear, only that I am near. Now fetch him." Vivian orders.

"I cannot." Comes Merlin's response.

"You will."

"Shan't."

"As he commands you, I command you!"

"Please Vivian, we ask you to leave," Amelia begs.

Vivian turns away from them. "I want my love. I need my love. I want to see him now." She climbs onto Arthur's bed, smells his pillow, and buries her face in his sheets.

Vivian then begins arranging herself on Arthur's bed. A distant shout is heard and Amelia and Merlin's heads snap towards the sound.

"What's that?" Merlin peeks out into the corridor. "Oh, no." Merlin looks the other way. "Oh, no!" Merlin ducks back inside and runs to Vivian. Obviously, someone is coming and they need to do something now.

"Right." Amelia claps her hands together. "You," she points at Vivian, "out." She points her thumb towards the other door.

Vivian gets on her knees. "You cannot keep us apart. It's written in the stars. Vivian and Arthur. A love for all time. A love stronger than time. A love..." she's stretching out her arms as she talks.

"Swefe nu!" Merlin throws out his hand and Vivian is knocked out. Well, that is a relief.

"Okay you get her arms, I'll get her legs," Amelia tells Merlin. He hurriedly nods and they drag Vivian towards the wardrobe. Arthur enters just as Merlin and Amelia close the doors, trying to hide the effort of lifting a full grown woman.

"Why are you hanging around like a bad smell? It's me who needs to bathe." He throws his belt at Merlin and takes off his jacket. "I'm not going to win my love stinking like an old kipper."

"No, My Lord," Merlin responds.

"Where is he?!" Amelia hears King Olaf shouts just before he enters and storms over to them. "I know she's in here, Arthur! Hand her over! Or feel my wrath!"

"What's he talking about?" Arthur asks. Merlin shakes his head and Amelia shrugs.

"She wasn't even dressed." Trickled adds. Amelia glares at him.

"If I have dishonoured you in some way, then, by all means, provide me with proof and I'll face the consequences." Amelia is amazed by how normal Arthur is behaving.

"Trickler here has told me that the Lady Vivian is in your Chambers," Olaf explains.

"If only that were true." Olaf grabs the front of Arthur's shirt with both hands. Yeah, scratch that.

"If only that were true you would not look so foolish." Merlin quickly smooths over. Olaf lets Arthur go.

"Search the room!" Olaf orders. "You better hope I don't find her." This father is a bit overdramatic.

"Behæpse fæst." Amelia hears Merlin chant and then the wardrobe door locking.

Amelia sees Trickler spot her and Merlin by the wardrobe. She tries to act calm as he goes to it looking smug and tries to open it but it doesn't budge.

"That hasn't opened in years," Merlin tells him. Trickler looks irritated.

Olaf then grabs Trickler when his Guards haven't found anything. "You buffoon! You made an idiot out of me!" He shoves Trickler who scurries out of the room. Olaf turns to Arthur. "I am, er, so terribly sorry, Arthur, to have disturbed you. I... I do hope that you will forgive me." Arthur waves at the apology. "Check on the Lady Vivian! And remain outside her room!" Olaf and the Guards exit.

Arthur begins walking to the screen in his room. "If only the Lady Vivian were in my room…"

Amelia doesn't hear the rest as she and Merlin quickly transfer Vivian back to her Guest Chambers.

—

Merlin snaps a book shut. "That's it! I've got it!" He cries to Gaius, Amelia and Anne.

"Are you sure? You're not going to turn Arthur into a hunchback camel or a horny-eyed toad?" Gaius asks.

"I'll, er, save that for another day." Merlin rushes out. Amelia looks at Anne and an agreement passes between them and they go after him. Amelia isn't going to miss this!

They search the palace. They poke their heads into Arthur's Chambers.

"Arthur? Arthur!" Amelia calls but no one is there.

They continue searching and eventually find Arthur when they burst into Vivian's Chambers to find the two kissing each other furiously on Vivian's bed. Amelia scrunches her nose up in disgust. It isn't just the way they are kissing but the fact that she sees Arthur as her brother and doesn't like seeing him in this compromising position.

"Come on Merlin." Amelia urges. What she lacks in future knowledge, she can make up with moral support.

"Abuge áglǽccræft." Merlin chants but nothing happens.

"Try again," Anne tells him.

He tries again, "Abuge áglǽccræft." Nothing happens. "Abuge áglǽccræft." Again nothing happens.

By this point, it's too late and Olaf storms in followed by Alined, Uther, and Trickler. This causes the two "lovers" to break apart and for Amelia, Anne and Merlin to step aside.

"I knew it!" Olaf exclaims.

"I don't believe it," Merlin mutters. Amelia can't believe it herself. What are they going to do now?

"Father! We've got something to tell you." Vivian says excitedly.

"Arthur!" Uther cries.

Olaf throws his glove at the foot of the bed.

"Father!" Vivian exclaims exasperatedly.

"You once said that if you ever truly offended my honour, then you would happily pay the price." Olaf declares. "What say you now, Prince Arthur?"

Arthur gets off the bed, pulling Vivian along with her hand. "How have I offended your honour? Surely not with my love alone?!"

"Love?!" Olaf yells. "You don't know the first thing about love! You're taking advantage of an innocent girl!" Kind of his fault.

"Father." Amelia pulls a face at her tone.

"Arthur!" Uther tries to intervene.

"I assure you, my feelings for your daughter are as real as they are strong." Arthur insists.

"Unhand her, or suffer the consequences." Olaf threatens. Arthur clings to Vivian even more. "Is this really worth risking your life for?"

"Arthur?" Vivian looks up at him.

"Indeed, it is. I would rather die than deny my feelings. I love your daughter with all my heart." Arthur kisses Vivian and picks up the glove. Great. Just great.

—

"I don't understand it. Trickler's magic is strong, but surely it can't be stronger than mine?" Merlin contemplates as he leans on the table where Gaius is preparing his medicine for the fight. Amelia and Anne loiter around the room.

"These love potions are strange things." Gaius points out.

"We need to go to Uther." Merlin decides.

Amelia snorts. "Yeah, that'll help."

"She's right, we can't." Gaius agrees.

"Merlin is right, it's a fight to the death! We need to do something!" Anne argues.

"If Uther realises that one of the Kings is using magic, there will certainly be a war." Gaius counters. "The only way out of this situation is to unenchant Arthur. And unenchant him fast."

—

Amelia sits in between Morgana and Vivian in the Tournament Grounds while Anne and Merlin stand in the crowd on the other side.

As her father and "lover" come into the grounds with their quarterstaffs, Vivian grabs Amelia's arm excitedly.

"Isn't this exciting!" She squeals into Amelia's ear.

Amelia cringes in pain and awkwardly pulls her arm away. "Sure."

Uther stands. "King Olaf has demanded recompense. And by the ancient laws of Camelot, the matter will be settled by a tourney with three stages. The weapons chosen are quarterstaff, mace, and sword. The fight will be by the Knights' Rules, and to the death. Are we all clear?"

Arthur starts out doing well despite constantly casting gazes to Vivian, but after jabbing Olaf in the stomach, Arthur stops to gaze at Vivian. Olaf takes Arthur out at the knees. Arthur falls on his back and Olaf tries to jab him but Arthur stops him with his own staff and fights back before getting up. Olaf later breaks Arthur's quarterstaff, catching Arthur in the ribs. Amelia winces but thankfully the timer has run out and it's the end of the first round.

—

Amelia spots Merlin and Anne following Arthur as he goes to his tent and she makes a hurried excuse before getting out of the stand to follow.

She steps into the tent to find Merlin and Anne standing in front of her. Both glance at her and she sees Gaius checking a smiling Arthur behind them.

"One of your ribs is broken, Sire," Gaius tells him.

"Nothing can hurt me today. I'm invincible." Arthur grabs Gaius' face, squishing his cheeks. "Love really can conquer all, Gaius. It's true."

Gaius quickly pulls away and goes over to the three of them by the entrance. "This can't go on. The fight's not fair. Arthur's head's in the clouds." He whispers.

"I don't know what to do," Merlin whispers back.

"Then find someone who does."

Amelia pulls a face, she knows who they'll have to talk to. Kilgharrah has been getting on her nerves recently.

—

Kilgharrah laughs after they tell him the situation. "This is magic indeed."

"Everything I have tried has failed," Merlin tells him.

"From what you tell me, the spell has captured his heart," Kilgharrah replies.

"And his heart is controlling his brain."

"Basically he's acting like an idiot," Amelia remarks.

"Amelia." Anne chastises.

"What?" Amelia asks. Being with Kilgharrah is making her feel agitated.

"There is no magic that can break this enchantment," Kilgharrah tells them.

"That can't be true," Anne says.

"It has too great a hold."

"We cannot let Arthur die." Merlin insists.

"Patience, young warlock." Kilgharrah calmly replies. "The solution lies in a force greater than you or I can understand, a force that has puzzled many minds..."

"Please, we have very little time."

"...a force..."

"Just tell us!" Amelia yells irritably.

Kilgharrah laughs some more. "Why, it is the greatest force of all: love."

"Love?" Merlin utters looking somewhat doubtful. Amelia sees Anne gazing at him looking hurt. She hopes Merlin will notice Anne one day.

"You must find the person Arthur truly loves."

"And then what happens?" Anne asks.

"One kiss from her will break the enchantment, and he will desire Vivian no more."

Merlin sighs, nods, and leaves in a hurry with Anne behind him.

Amelia turns to follow but Kilgharrah calls out to her. "I haven't seen you in a while, young one."

"I don't like your recent behaviour." Amelia shortly replies.

"You're at a dangerous point." Comes the response.

Amelia rolls her eyes. "So you've said before. Can't you let me decide?"

"You can't change the future," Kilgharrah tells her.

"I can try." She snaps and runs after Anne and Merlin.

—

She catches up with them and the three of them burst into Gwen's house without knocking while she's staring out the window.

"Rats again, Merlin?" Gwen asks when they enter.

What? Amelia looks at the two next to her and sees Anne has the same confused look while Merlin powers on.

"What? No. No, erm... we, we need your help. Arthur needs your help."

"I do not think that Arthur needs me." Gwen huffs.

"Gwen, don't worry. We know." Anne tells her.

Gwen tries to act ignorant. "You know what?"

"Everything. Anyone who spends five minutes with you can see how you feel about each other. Look, we do not have a lot of time to explain, so you are gonna have to trust us. Arthur does love you." Merlin argues.

"No, he doesn't."

"If you don't trust us, trust your feelings." Amelia tries.

Gwen scoffs. "I'm never trusting my feelings again."

"He's enchanted!" Anne cries.

"Yes, with Lady Vivian! I can see that!" Gwen snaps back with equal volume.

"No, we mean literally! By magic, potions!" Amelia insists.

"She's right. None of his feelings are genuine!" Anne backs up.

Gwen's resolve seems to be weakening. "How can you be sure? When I saw him, his feelings seemed real enough."

"Gwen, none of his feelings for Vivian are real. But if you do not break the spell, his death will be. Search your heart. You know who he loves." Merlin urges her.

—

Amelia returns to the Tournament Grounds and sits back in between Morgana and Vivian.

"So what did I miss?" She casually asks the two women.

"Where have you been?!" Morgana exclaims.

"I'm here now," Amelia reassures her. "How's Arthur been?" She can imagine the answer.

"Oh god Amelia, he's not doing well I don't know what's happened to him!" Morgana cries fretfully.

"He's so gallant!" Vivian sighs dreamily.

Amelia sees Arthur approach the arena with Merlin. When she spots Arthur staring at Gwen, who is climbing into the stands, instead of Vivian, Amelia sighs with relief. Finally, Arthur has his head on his shoulders.

Arthur and Olaf begin to fight and already Amelia can see the improvement. Arthur cringes in pain but pushes past it to continue. Eventually, Olaf knocks Arthur to the ground and tries to strike but Arthur repeatedly rolls out the way. Arthur then flips Olaf, disarming him. Arthur stands above him, poised to strike, but then lowers his sword.

"This is no way to achieve peace!" Arthur announces to the crowd. Arthur offers Olaf a hand to help him up. The crowd cheers while Amelia just slumps in her chair in relief.