The past ten days have been mentally, if not physically draining. But since snapping out of his dispondency a few days ago, Arthur's mind has been full of plans, questions and fears. The people of Camelot need him, that much is true, but how could he come to their and his father's rescue?

Then Leon and Guinevere appeared...two people he had been sure were lost to him forever.

And then Lancelot and his friend, Percival had appeared and the little group of Arthur, Merlin, Gwaine, Elyan and Gaius had grown to what Arthur was somewhat confident could make some impact on Camelot.

That was why he had knighted Elyan, Gwaine, Percival and Lancelot, even though he knew that Father would never agree with it. But decisions had to be made and Arthur had made this one.

Now though, it was nearly midnight and quiet.

Tomorrow morning he, Merlin, Leon and the new knights would set out to take back Camelot or die trying.

It wasn't a pleasant thought, particularly in light of Guinevere. He'd just got her back and now he was to leave her again.

It's the sort of thing a king would do to protect his people and Arthur would of course, one day be king.

Still, it didn't make sleeping any easier and he was sitting up in a corner of the large room of the abandoned castle, thinking...