Transcript:Sweet Dreams

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[Arthur and Uther watch from the battlements as kings arrive with their entourages] Arthur: Father, we're not going into battle, you don't have to look so sombre. Uther: Never before have the rulers of the five kingdoms come together in this way. Never before have we all worked towards the same aim, towards peace. If these talks are successful, Camelot will enter a new era of prosperity. If they fail, we will almost certainly be at war. -- [Alined drops his cloak on the ground as he dismounts in the Square] Alined: Boy! Is it too much to ask that you might anticipate my needs?! Trickler: No, Master. I was just... Alined: Stop whinging. Trickler: Sorry, Master. Uther: Alined, you are most welcome on this momentous occasion. [they grasp arms] Alined: Momentous? Let us hope so. -- [Alined watching Olaf's party arrive in the Square from his guest quarters] Alined: Uther may think that we are gathered here for peace, but that is far from my mind. Trickler: Am I to take it that Lady Vivian is part of our plan? She is very lovely. Alined: Don't let her father hear you say that. Not if you value your head. Trickler: Oh, indeed, I do. It is my prettiest feature. Alined: Olaf is the most overprotective buffoon I've ever met. It would surely end the peace talks if anyone were to lay a finger on her. Trickler: But nobody in their right mind would...do that. Alined: But Arthur won't be in his right mind, will he? -- [Olaf approaching Uther in the Square] Olaf: What kind of welcome is this? You have us hanging around like the last swallows of summer. Uther: You are welcome, indeed, Olaf. Olaf: May I present my daughter, the Lady Vivian. Uther: Lady Vivian. How like your mother you are. -- [Arthur escorting Vivian to her guest quarters] Arthur: I hope everything is to your satisfaction. Vivian: It is...adequate. Arthur: Most of our guests are extremely happy here. I'm sure you will be, too. Vivian: Hm. I am not most of your guests. Arthur: In...deed. [Gwen enters] Arthur: 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. Vivian: *giggle* Then I fear for Camelot. -- [Arthur and Gwen pause as they exit and close the door behind them. they look at each other and laugh] Arthur: Good luck with that one. Gwen: Mmm. [he stares at her for a bit before she notices] Arthur: I need to prepare for the feast. -- [Merlin's brushing down Arthur's jacket while Arthur dresses behind a screen in his chambers] Arthur: Merlin, what kind of impression do you think this gives? [Arthur wiggles his thumb through a hole in his sleeve] Merlin: That we have moths? Arthur: Fetch me another. Merlin: And who might you be trying to impress, Sire? Arthur: Well, let me see. Perhaps the five kings sitting in the banquet hall below. Merlin: Oh. Not the King's daughter, then? The Lady Vivian, she is very beautiful. Arthur: Anyone trying to impress the Lady Vivian does so at extreme peril. Olaf'd have their head in a vat of hot oil before they'd have a chance to say hello. Besides, she's not my type. She may be beautiful, but she's incredibly rude. You should've heard what she said to Gwen. Merlin: Anyone insulting Gwen should do so at extreme peril. Arthur: What? Merlin: Nothing. I just know how you feel about her, that's all. That is, if your feelings haven't changed, as I presume they haven't. Arthur: I do have my own vat of hot oil, you know. Merlin: *lol* You're blushing! Arthur: No I'm not. Merlin: What's wrong with Gwen? Arthur: Nothing. Merlin: I think she's very worthy of your love. Arthur: Indeed, were it so. Merlin: Which...it is. Arthur: Merlin. Merlin: Yes, Arthur? Arthur: Get out. Merlin: Yes, Sire. -- [Trickler breathing fire at the banquet in the Hall of Ceremonies] Trickler: But it is not enough to please just the gentlemen of the court. Now I have a spectacle for the ladies. [Trickler produces butterflies out of nowhere] Uther: It is skill, indeed. Alined: We aim to please. Trickler: *gasp* But what is this? Lady Vivian. [Trickler puts his hand by hear ear and pulls it back to reveal a butterfly on his hand] Trickler: It has mistaken you for a beautiful flower. [Trickler looks down at his hand, revealing that he's taken a lock of her hair] -- [Trickler creating a potion with Vivian's hair in Alined's guest chambers] Trickler: ... læfe he híe þonne he áwæcaþ. Biþ his hyht þæt he her seón mote ána oftíe þonne ealle mán. Alined: Sleep well, Prince Arthur. When you wake, may your thoughts be only of Vivian. [Trickler sneaks into Arthur's Chambers and pours eye drops on him while he sleeps] Trickler: Héo hæfþ þín heorte. [Trickler places Vivian's lock of hair under Arthur's pillow] Trickler: Sweet dreams. -- [Arthur stares out his window at Lady Vivian scolding a servant in the Square] Merlin: Good morning, Sire! Arthur: Never have you been more right, Merlin. It is the sunniest, the most fragrant, the most beautiful morning I've ever seen in my life. Merlin: You're dressed. Arthur: I am the future King of Camelot, I do have some skills, you know. Merlin: Indeed, you are very skilled at getting people to do things for you. Arthur: That is your job. But today my job is to woo. Merlin: To what? Arthur: To woo. I wish to make a proclamation of love. Merlin: Really? I thought you wanted to keep your feelings secret? Arthur: Why would I want to do that? By the end of today I will have won my lady. Merlin: Right. Well, what will you tell your father? Arthur: What does my father matter? Merlin: Well, that's one way of approaching things. Arthur: So, I need your help in expressing my feelings. Merlin: Of course. [Arthur waits for Merlin to say something. Merlin waits uncertainly for Arthur to explain] Arthur: How to express my feelings. Merlin: Oh, I see. Erm. Feelings. Arthur: Feelings. Merlin: Girls. Arthur: Girls. Merlin: Flowers? Arthur: Excellent. Find some. Perhaps you should also send a note. Merlin: Brilliant idea. Arthur: Something moving. Something from the heart. Something...you'll think of something. -- [Merlin approaches Gwen's door with flowers and knocks before going in] Merlin: Gwen? Gwen? [Gwen isn't home, so Merlin places flowers on the table and remembers to pull out the note] Merlin: "The barriers that keep us apart are nothing compared to the power of true love. - Arthur" [Merlin mulls over his own brilliance before placing the note carefully next to the flowers] -- [kings gathered in the Council Chamber of Doom for peace talks] Uther: Your demands are noted and will be taken into consideration in due course. In the meantime, is there anyone else who has any other comments about the northern territories? [Merlin enters and gets Arthur's attention] Olaf: Well, may I just point out that... -- [Arthur walks with Merlin down the Courtyard Corridor] Arthur: Did you do it? Merlin: I left them in her room. I thought that was better than a public display. Arthur: You're sure she got them? Merlin: I'm sure she will get them. Arthur: Good. All we can do now is wait. [Arthur sees Gwen and Vivian walking down the other end of the corridor] Arthur: Oh, but heaven has blessed me. She's even more beautiful than before, don't you agree? Merlin: Yeah. Erm...I'm surprised to hear you talk so openly. Arthur: Nonsense. I want to tell the world. I want to shout it across the kingdom. Merlin: Are you sure that's a good idea? I understand your feelings, but other people may object. Arthur: Object? To what? Merlin: Well, you're the future King of Camelot and she's just a lowly serving girl. Albeit, a very nice serving girl. *slap* Ah! Arthur: Lady Vivian's of royal blood, a future queen. I will have your head if I hear such insolence again. Merlin: Lady Vivian. Oh, no! -- [Merlin bursts into Gwen's house. Gwen quickly covers up the note she's reading, the flowers in a vase] Gwen: Merlin, can't you knock? Merlin: Rats. Gwen: What? Merlin: Big. Hairy. Sharp teeth. Er...yeah, definitely under here. [Merlin ducks under the table. Gwen peeks under the table] Gwen: Are you feeling alright? Merlin: Me? Never better. You? Gwen: I'm having a very surprising day. Merlin: Really? Gwen: You know one of those occasions when you've lost all hope and then, out of the blue, something happens to restore your faith? Merlin: Sort of. Gwen: Well, that's what's happened to me today. -- [Physician's Chambers] Merlin: I may have caused a problem. Although it wasn't entirely my doing. Gaius: What now, Merlin? Merlin: Arthur's in love. Gaius: And how did you cause that? Merlin: That bit isn't my fault, the other bit is. Oh, I can't tell you about that bit. Gaius: Clear as mud. Merlin: Arthur's completely besotted, he can't concentrate on anything. All he thinks about, all he talks about is...is the Lady Vivian. Gaius: The Lady Vivian? How could that have happened so suddenly? Merlin: I don't know. Something doesn't feel right. Only yesterday he dismissed her as rude. Gaius: If Arthur professes his love for Vivian, Olaf will be furious. Surely, Arthur knows that? Merlin: *sigh* *nods* See, he said it was his job to woo his lady by the end of the day. Gaius: And it's your job to stop him. -- [Arthur stands outside Vivian's guest chambers with a platter and a rose. he takes a breath before knocking] Vivian: Who is it? Arthur: It is destiny, my love! Destiny and chicken! [Vivian opens the door] Arthur: What a beautiful combination, eh? [Vivian closes the door in his face and begins to walk away. Arthur opens the door] Arthur: The beans are a little cold, but the meat is very good. Vivian: Go away. Arthur: My love, I do not know what I've done to offend you. Vivian: Your love?! Not now nor ever! Arthur: Come now. Vivian: My father will kill you if he finds you here. Arthur: Your father does not worry me. Vivian: You won't be saying that when he's running at you with a knife in his hand. I've seen it before. Arthur: Really? Vivian: Yes. [she shuts the doors again] Arthur: Just five minutes! *knocks* Merlin: My Lord, I don't think your advances are welcome. Vivian (muffled): Go away! And take your chicken with you! Arthur: Don't know what gives you that impression. [Arthur shoves the tray at Merlin. Trickler sees them leave] -- [Alined pounds the table in his guest chambers] Alined: Diet?! Every woman in the land is attracted to this boy! I'm almost attracted to him myself. Trickler: *giggle* Oh. Not Lady Vivian, My Lord. Alined: We have until the end of tomorrow to scupper these talks. I need war. Do you understand? Trickler: Oh, oh, yes, I do. I do. Alined: Peace will make me poor, and you know what happens to poor kings. They can't afford castles, or knights, or jesters. Trickler: Oh, but Master... Alined: Enough. There will be time for snivelling when the axe is over your head. Now there is work to be done. Trickler: Yes. Yes. -- [Arthur sulking in bed] Arthur: Go on, Merlin. Say it. Merlin: What? Arthur: You do not think I should pursue my love. Merlin: Well, seeing as you asked, I think a number of things stand in the way of a happy union between you and the Lady Vivian. Her bloodthirsty father, for one. Arthur: Her complete lack of interest for another. Merlin: Might it be worthwhile returning to your old love? Although, I have my reservations about that as well. Arthur: What are you talking about, Merlin? I don't have an old love. [Arthur finds Vivian's hair under his pillow] Arthur: What on earth? You really need to start paying attention to the details. -- [Gaius inspects the lock of hair in Physician's Chambers] Merlin: I knew something wasn't right. Gaius: Arthur's enchanted. Merlin: I should have realised he had magic. No one can make butterflies appear from thin air. Gaius: Trickler? Merlin: Why would he want Arthur to fall in love with Vivian? Gaius: An advance by Arthur would be a sure-fire way to ruin the peace conference. Maybe Alined wants war. Merlin: Without creating it himself. Gaius: It's the sort of cowardly behaviour you would expect from him. Cowardly, but clever. Merlin: We need to find a way of turning Arthur back to normal. Gaius: Before it's too late. -- [Trickler takes a scissors to Arthur's hair. Arthur turns in his sleep, cradling Trickler's arm] Arthur: Mmm. Lady Vivian, my love. [Trickler mouths "my love, Vivian" and rolls his eyes while extracting his arm. Trickler places lock of Arthur's under Vivian's pillow and pours a drop of potion into her eye] -- [Merlin asleep on a pile of books in Physician's Chambers] Gaius: Breakfast. Merlin: There are over 636 love spells in these books, and over 150 of them involve a lock of hair. Gaius: Is there no way we can narrow them down a bit? Merlin: I have. Look. If I choose this one and it's wrong, Arthur will end up as a toad. And if this one's wrong, Vivian will lose all her hair. Gaius: Olaf might not declare war for that, but she certainly would. -- [Trickler watches Gwen walking down the Rectangular Corridor with a breakfast tray] Trickler: Flíeh hrǽgl. [rug pulls out from under Gwen. She trips and squeals as the tray goes flying] Trickler: Oops. -- [Vivian opens her door and Trickler presents her with a food platter] Trickler: Gwen has been detained. I thought you might appreciate breakfast. Vivian: Oh, thank you. How kind. I'm so happy this morning, I could almost forget to eat. Oh, well that looks wonderful. Really wonderful. Trickler: Pray, My Lady. What has caused such happiness? Vivian: I cannot tell, so do not ask. Trickler: Intriguing. You know, another meaning of jester is "keeper of secrets." Vivian: Really? Trickler: No. *giggle* Vivian: *giggle* Oh, Trickler, you mustn't tell. Not a soul. Especially not my father. Trickler: Go on. Vivian: I am in love! *giggle* Trickler: *gasp* How wonderful! With me? Vivian: *lol* Ugh. With a man more courageous than a lion, stronger than an ox, and so perfectly formed it is as if he has been sculpted by the gods themselves. Trickler: But it must be me. Vivian: Oh, just to speak his name brings me pleasure, indeed! *giggle* Trickler: Then speak it you should. Vivian: Arthur. *giggle* There, I've said it! My heart belongs to Arthur! Trickler: Excellent. Vivian: *giggle* In fact, I'm gonna tell him now. Trickler: Oh, a brilliant idea! Vivian: Where is Gwen? I must dress. Trickler: But you look so beautiful, My Lady. [he turns her towards the mirror] Trickler: How could he refuse you like this? Vivian: In my nightgown? Trickler: Why not? [Vivian turns and puffs out her chest] Vivian: Hm. -- [Gwen walks past Arthur in the Square. He pets his horse absentmindedly while he mopes] Gwen: What is it, Arthur? You look like you have something on your mind. Arthur: *sigh* You read me like a book. I've made a fool of myself, that's all. That's everything. Gwen: I'm that is not true. Arthur: You have a good heart, Guinevere, but I'm afraid it is. I have made a gesture, but it was not well received. Gwen: You sure? Arthur: Pretty sure. Gwen: Then you are wrong. Arthur: You are very close to the lady in question. Gwen: *snort* Your token was much appreciated. But the situation is delicate, and it is not always easy to express what is really in one's heart. Arthur: You think there's hope? Gwen: There is always hope. Arthur: If only I had some way of knowing. Gwen: Indeed, My Lord. -- [knock on Arthur's door. Merlin answers] Vivian: I wish to see Arthur. Your master. My Lord. Merlin: Your what? Vivian: My heart's delight. Merlin: Oh, no. Vivian: Where is he? Merlin: He's not here, which is a very good thing, I believe! Vivian: Then I shall wait. Merlin: I don't think that's a good idea. You...You're not even dressed. Vivian: My love does not care what I wear, only that I am near. Now fetch him. Merlin: I cannot. Vivian: You will. Merlin: Shan't. Vivian: As he commands you, I command you! Merlin: I am asking you to leave. Vivian: I want my love. I need my love. I want to see him now. [Vivian climbs onto Arthur's bed, smells his pillow, and buries her face in his sheets] -- [Council Chamber of Doom] Uther: Moving on to our final point for discussion. [Trickler whispers to a servant by the door, who goes to Olaf] Uther: The boundaries of the eastern territories. Olaf: This is a point that I am willing to concede. Uther: Well, that is very good news. Servant (whisper): Excuse me, Sire. Olaf (to Uther): One moment. Servant: I heard your daughter is... Olaf: WHAT! -- [Lady Vivian arranging herself on Arthur's bed] Olaf (distant): Where is he?! Merlin: What's that? [Merlin peeks out into the corridor and sees Arthur coming] Merlin: Oh, no. [looks other way and sees Olaf coming] Merlin: Oh, no! [ducks back inside and goes to Vivian] Merlin: OK, you need to go! Vivian: 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... Merlin: Stop! Swefe nu! [Vivian's knocked out. Arthur enters just as Merlin is closing the wardrobe] Arthur: Why are you hanging around with a bad smell? It's me who needs to bathe. I'm not going to win my love stinking like an old kipper. Merlin: No, My Lord. Olaf: Where is he?! I know she's in here, Arthur! Hand her over! Or feel my wrath! Arthur: What's he talking about? Trickler: She wasn't even dressed. Arthur: If I have dishonoured you in some way, then, by all means, provide me with proof and I'll face the consequences. Olaf: Trickler here has told me that the Lady Vivian is in your chambers. Arthur: If only that were true. [Olaf grabs the front of Arthur's shirt with both hands] Merlin: If only that were true you would not look so foolish. [Olaf lets him go] Olaf: Search the room! You better hope I don't find her. Merlin: Behæpse fæst. [wardrobe door locks. Trickler goes to it and tries to open it] Merlin: That hasn't opened in years. [Olaf grabs Trickler] Olaf: You buffoon! You made an idiot out of me! [Olaf shoves Trickler who scurries out of the room. Olaf turns to Arthur] Olaf: 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] Olaf: Check on the Lady Vivian! And remain outside her room! [Olaf and guards exit] Arthur: If only the Lady Vivian were in my room. How delightful that would be. Eh, Merlin? Merlin? Merlin? -- [Merlin flops Vivian onto her own guest bed] -- [Trickler reporting to Alined in Alined's guest chambers] Trickler: It's that meddlesome Merlin. He's onto us, My Lord. There was nothing I could do. You-you-you do understand, Master? Say you forgive your boy. Alined: You have a matter of hours before the peace treaty is signed. Trickler: Th-th-that is time enough, Master. Time enough. Alined: It's less time than you've had already, and you haven't managed it so far. Trickler: But the enchantment is strong, My Lord. Sooner or later, the two will be drawn together. [Alined grabs Trickler's face] Alined: For the sake of your prettiest feature, you had better believe that to be the case. -- [Gwen slips a note under Arthur's door and leaves smiling] -- [applause and laughing in the Council Chamber of Doom] Uther: This is, indeed, a momentous day for the five kingdoms. This peace treaty's been long in the making, but I know you must all be keen to return to your families, so we will make preparation for the signing ceremony immediately. I am pleased, friends. Very pleased. Alined: As are we all. -- [Merlin snaps a book shut in Physician's Chambers] Merlin: That's it! I've got it! Gaius: Are you sure? You're not going to turn Arthur into a hunchback camel or a horny-eyed toad? Merlin: I'll, er, save that for another day. -- [Arthur opens Gwen's note in his chambers] Arthur: "A second chance. Sunset. I'll await your presence." -- [Gwen prepares for Arthur's visit. Arthur walks down the Red Ribbon Corridor with a rose, sees guards, hides the rose, and looks for another way to sneak into Vivian's chambers. Ends up scaling the wall in the Square and falling in through the window with the mangled red rose in his mouth] Arthur: *sigh* At last. -- [Merlin searches pokes his head into Arthur's Chambers] Merlin: Arthur? Arthur! -- [Gwen waits for Arthur] -- [kings and court wait for Arthur at the treaty signing in the Hall of Ceremonies] Knight (to Uther): I cannot find Arthur. Alined: Is there a problem Uther? Uther: No, not at all. Arthur's just running a little late, that's all. Alined: As is the Lady Vivian. -- [Arthur sits next to Vivian as she wakes] Vivian: My love! Arthur: Always. Forever. [they launch at each other, kissing furiously. Merlin runs in] Merlin: Abuge áglǽccræft. [Nothing happens] Merlin: Abuge áglǽccræft. [Nothing happens] Merlin: Abuge áglǽccræft. [Nothing happens. Olaf storms in followed by Alined, Uther, and Trickler] Olaf: I knew it! Merlin: I don't believe it. Vivian: Father! We've got something to tell you. Uther: Arthur! [Olaf throws his glove at the foot of the bed] Vivian: Father! Olaf: You once said that if you ever truly offended my honour, then you would happily pay the price. What say you now, Prince Arthur? Arthur: How have I offended your honour? Surely not with my love alone?! Olaf: Love?! You don't know the first thing about love! You're taking advantage of an innocent girl! Vivian: Father. Uther: Arthur! Arthur: I assure you, my feelings for your daughter are as real as they are strong. Olaf: Unhand her, or suffer the consequences. Is this really worth risking your life for? Vivian: Arthur? Arthur: 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. Gwen sadly blows out the last candle, removing her shawl] -- [Uther, Arthur, and Merlin in Arthur's Chambers the next morning] Uther: It's no good. I've spoken to Olaf, he will not rescind the challenge. He says his honour has been tainted. He demands recompense. Arthur: You didn't have to do that, Father. Uther: The fight is to the death. What did you think you were doing? Arthur: You cannot help who you fall in love with. Uther: You do realise that your actions threaten the peace talks, and that it may yet bring war to Camelot? Arthur: I am happy to fight for what I believe in. [Uther turns to Merlin] Uther: What's happened to him? Arthur: Lady Vivian. Nothing more. And yet, who could wish for more? [Uther throws up his hands and leaves] -- [Physician's Chambers] Merlin: I don't understand it. Trickler's magic is strong, but surely it can't be stronger than mine? Gaius: These love potions are strange things. Merlin: We need to go to Uther. Gaius: No. Merlin: It's a fight to the death! Gaius: If Uther realises that one of the kings is using magic, there will certainly be a war. The only way out of this situation is to unenchant Arthur. And unenchant him fast. -- [Morgana watching the lower town from her window as people make their way to the tournament grounds. Gwen enters to collect the laundry] Gwen: Anything interesting? Morgana: Haven't you heard? Arthur was discovered in Lady Vivian's chambers. Gwen: What? Morgana: King Olaf has demanded recompense. They are to fight to the death. All for the love of a woman. And Lady Vivian at that. You look more shocked than I did. Gwen: It is very surprising. Morgana: Well, I don't know why he couldn't control his feelings. Gwen: Indeed. I will miss the tourney, if you don't mind. There's so much to organise here. Morgana: But of course. -- [Gwen passes Arthur and Merlin in the Lavender Pendragon Corridor] Arthur: Ah, Guinevere! You will wish me luck? Gwen: Will I? Arthur: Haven't you heard? Gwen: Oh, yes. I've heard. Though sadly not from your lips. I wish you could've been more honest with me, Arthur. Arthur: What is she talking about? Merlin: No idea. -- [Trickler brings King Alined his crown in Alined's guest chambers] Trickler: You are pleased, My Lord? Do I get to keep my fingers? Alined: Trickler, I shall cast your fingers in gold. I could not have wished for more. Trickler: I told you I would not fail you, My Lord. Alined: If Olaf kills Arthur, then Uther will start a war. If Arthur kills Olaf, then his men will start a war. *lol* We cannot lose! -- [tournament grounds] Uther: 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, but stops to gaze at Vivian. Olaf takes Arthur out at the knees, and later breaks Arthur's quarterstaff, catching Arthur in the ribs] -- [Gaius inspects Arthur in the tent] Gaius: One of your ribs is broken, Sire. Arthur: Nothing can hurt me today. I'm invincible. Love really can conquer all, Gaius. It's true. Gaius (whisper to Merlin): This can't go on. The fight's not fair. Arthur's head's in the clouds. Merlin (whisper): I don't know what to do. Gaius (whisper): Then find someone who does. -- [Merlin goes to the Dragon's Cave] Kilgharrah: *lol* This is magic indeed. Merlin: Everything I have tried has failed. Kilgharrah: From what you tell me, the spell has captured his heart. Merlin: And his heart is controlling his brain. Kilgharrah: There is no magic that can break this enchantment. Merlin: There must be. Kilgharrah: It has too great a hold. Merlin: I cannot let Arthur die. Kilgharrah: Patience, young warlock. The solution lies in a force greater than you or I can understand, a force that has puzzled many minds... Merlin: Please, I have very little time. Kilgharrah: ...a force... Merlin: Just tell me! Kilgharrah: *lol* Why, it is the greatest force of all: love. Merlin: Love? Kilgharrah: You must find the person Arthur truly loves. Merlin: And then what? Kilgharrah: One kiss from her will break the enchantment, and he will desire Vivian no more. Merlin: *exhales* -- [Arthur prepares for the next bout in his tent] Gaius: Are you sure you can carry on, Sire? Arthur: As long as I have Vivian to gaze at, I can conquer the world. Besides, the mace is my forte. You'll see. [Arthur being pummelled by Olaf in the arena] -- [Merlin bursts into Gwen's house without knocking while she's staring out the window] Gwen: Rats again, Merlin? Merlin: What? No. No, erm...I, I need your help. Arthur needs your help. Gwen: I do not think that Arthur needs me. Merlin: Gwen, don't worry. I know. Gwen: You know what? Merlin: Everything. Anyone who spends five minutes with you can see how you feel about each other. Look, I do not have a lot of time to explain, so you are gonna have to trust me. Arthur does love you. Gwen: No he doesn't. Merlin: If you don't trust me, trust your feelings. Gwen: *scoff* I'm never trusting my feelings again. Merlin: He's enchanted! Gwen: Yes, with Lady Vivian! I can see that! Merlin: No, I mean literally enchanted with magic, potions, love juice! None of his feelings are genuine! Gwen: How can you be sure? When I saw him, his feelings seemed real enough. Merlin: 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. -- [Olaf continues to pummel Arthur. He's about to finish Arthur with his mace when the gong is rung. Gwen strides purposefully towards Arthur's tent, pausing to take a deep breath before passing Gaius on her way inside] Arthur: Ah! Have you finally come to wish me good luck? 'Cause I really don't think I need it anymore. Gwen: No, Arthur. I have not come to wish you luck. Arthur: Well, honestly, that's rather rude. Gwen: Then let me make amends. [Gwen pins Arthur up against the tent pole and kisses him. He looks confused for a moment before closing his eyes and kissing her back. They put their arms around each other as Arthur dips her. they pull apart and Arthur cringes at his newly discovered injuries] Arthur: What am I doing? Gwen (whisper): You're in a fight. To the death. You're losing. Arthur: But... Gwen (whisper): There's no time to explain. Just...live for me, Arthur. That's all I ask right now. -- [Arthur approaches arena with Merlin. Arthur sees Gwen climb into the stands] Arthur: Merlin, if anything should happen to me, look after Gwen. The world may think she is just a servant, dispensable, but...she's not dispensable to me. [Merlin smiles and hands Arthur his helmet. Arthur and Olaf fight. Arthur cringes in pain, but catches sight of Gwen and pushes past the pain. Olaf knocks Arthur to the ground, but Arthur flips Olaf, disarming him. Arthur stands above him, poised to strike, then lowers his sword] Arthur: This is no way to achieve peace! [Arthur offers Olaf a hand to help him up. crowd cheers. Arthur nods to Gwen. Gwen smiles] -- [Gwen enters her house to find a note and a red rose on her kitchen table. Arthur's waits in the corner] Arthur: I thought I'd better deliver it myself this time. I'm sorry...for...what I put you through. Gwen: No. You have nothing to apologise for. I, too, have caused my fair share of hurt. Arthur: You must believe that my feelings for...Vivian...were not real. I have never loved another. Gwen: One day you will. One day you will find your real princess. One day you will be King of Camelot. And I cannot be your queen. Arthur: You don't know that. Gwen: I am as sure of that as you are. Arthur: Things may change. Gwen: Well, until they do...*bows* My Lord. [Arthur leaves. Gwen turns around and sighs] -- [Uther walking down Courtyard Corridor with Olaf] Olaf: Your boy has a very wise head on his shoulders. Uther: Yeah. Olaf: I doubt he gets that from you. Uther: Ha. I hope these events will not harm our peace treaty. Olaf: Oh, I believe that Vivian was as much to blame as Arthur. [Vivian wiping her eyes as she descends the palace steps with another lady] Olaf: I'll take her away from temptation. She's far too young to encounter such things. Yes, I go in peace. Uther: I'm very pleased to hear that. [Alined tugs on Trickler's manacle chains in the Square] Alined: This is more than you deserve, boy. You will run all the way home. Trickler: That's not possible, Master. Alined: Make it possible. Uther: Why so cross Alined? Arthur: Anyone would think you didn't want peace! Alined: But of course I do. Peace? Love it. Uther: Well, you may return any time to view the treaty. Alined: You're very kind. [Alined nudges his horse to walk, dragging Trickler behind him. teary eyed Vivian walks by escorted by her father] Vivian: We may return, too? Uther: You're always welcome. Vivian: My heart will remain, and I hope to join it soon. [Arthur gives an uncomfortable nod and wave before turning to walk inside with Merlin] Arthur: Not too soon. Merlin: No. Might conflict with your one true love. Arthur: My what? Merlin: You heard me. I have proof. Arthur: Proof? Merlin: You kissed her. In the tent. Arthur: Merlin. Merlin: Yes? Arthur: What happened in the tent. Merlin: Mm-hmm? Arthur: Speak of it again and I'll kill you. Merlin: Okay.