The Crown Prince of Camelot is standing on the grand steps of the castle awaiting the arrival of a very important guest.

He's actually having a bit of trouble believing the day has actual come and shifts slightly nervously from foot to foot.

His uncle! His uncle who he's never even met before!

The fact their first meeting will be in public is rather daunting, but there isn't much Arthur can do about that.

There is the sound of horse's hooves on the flagstones and Arthur straightens, resisting the urge to straighten his circlet.

Agravaine Du Bois has arrived.

It's been a busy day for the Prince.

That afternoon he discovers Merlin sleeping on his rug of all things.

And at present he remains trapped at the feast for the Mora delegates.

A Prince's work is never done!