Guinevere has disappeared.

She didn't show up today, her house was empty, except for some cloth that was apparently used to knock her out.

And that's it...that's all we know.

I managed to convince Father to let me take some guards and conduct a search, but only for a few hours and we didn't find a thing. Except

And THEN that Nexus pulled me in for a few hours of torture - at least it seemed like hours - it was more like a few minutes here. Not that it did any good.

What if we never find her? What if she's hurt? Or worse? Who could have taken her? And where?

I can't just sit here doing nothing!

But I can't think of anything I can do.

I'd do anything to get her back.

I think I should get injured more often!

Although really, injury had nothing to do with it, it was more my natural charm.

I'd like to know what Gaius has been teaching Merlin though, my shoulder barely hurts at all!

Still! Training tomorrow is definitely going to be interesting...I mean I don't doubt that I'll get my own back on Sir Leon, I'm just pondering how. Mace? Staff? Hand to hand, hmmm...

Oh speaking of training! After yesterday's confusion I went to that Nexus place and ran into that lovely April and gave her a sword fighting lesson. And you can colour me impressed!

I must say despite the injury this day was much more prefable than yesterday's...no strange people popping up from God knows what time and no me ending up who knows where.

Let's keep this up then, hmmm...multiverse?

That's what I'm telling myself...I'm doing this for the people.

( Still spoilery! )

It should be noted - the Nexus didn't cheer me up all that much.

Oddly enough Merlin did.

Maybe miracles do happen.

So I haven't said much about Princess...she's pretty enough, but well...

She's a complete klutz. No, seriously. She fell flat on her face in front of the entire court.

I'm not shallow, well, not that shallow, but well...if I'm getting married for political reasons (and I couldn't possible fall in love with her), she should at least be...not a diplomatic embarrassment.

Right look, she's...not an embarrassment exactly, I mean I'd certainly never say it to her face or anything.

We're supposed to go out riding tomorrow...I wonder if she can even get on a horse...

Right, hopefully you didn't advertise this entry, like the other one, book, because I don't need that crap.

So stop doing it, damnit!

Well, book, I suppose you're going to get your worth right now.

What a day...a nightmare!

My father has suddenly decided that he needs to get strategic.

And not in a jousting, tournament sense.

He wants me to marry...MARRY! He's picked out a princess for me and everything! Her name is Elena, daughter of Godwyn. I think I met him once for about five minutes ten years ago, but I didn't remember her at all.

As it turns out I didn't have long to reacquaint myself because (after that quick and rather sudden trip to the multiverse - thank you very much for that), Elena and her father arrived! And, I suppose she's pretty enough, but I don't care! I have Guinevere! I mean...I don't exactly have her, she doesn't think - but I'll bring her around one day. I know I can make her my wife.

But to Hell with that, even if I didn't have Guinevere I'd have thought my father would at least let me choose my wife! Elena and I have talked for all of three minutes and I'm supposed to propose to her!

I almost wish I could talk to Morgana about this! She'd never let me live it down though...

I have to get out of this somehow...

I wonder how badly Father would react if I told him I'm in love with Guinevere?

Don't answer that.

Maybe I should have just let that super - future - alien person pop me one, couldn't have any worse of a time.

Or maybe stick around with that blue thing. Don't ask...I don't even know.

I'll give you three guesses, book.

And the first two don't count.

Also...I always knew this joke could work.

But only in some weird place that I can't tell anyone about...

So Leon still wins.

Damn it!

With this book thing...not that I'd tell him, but...something very strange happened today. And that's saying a lot.

I sort of ended up in this...place thing. It was completely bizarre! I'm still thinking I might have just...you know dreamed it all. But I don't remember waking up, which kind of...makes that difficult.

Anyway...whatever the Hell happened I didn't let it affect the tournament - moving through to the next round, thank God, because otherwise Father would have a thing or two to say. And I'm kind of...avoiding him because the people I met in that place thing are not the sort of people my father would appreciate.

In fact I'm pretty sure he'd execute them.

This day has been way too much for me, I swear...I'm getting right into the mead tonight and Merlin better get me back to my bed this time. Sleeping in the hallway just isn't princely.

There's no way this book came from Merlin.

And how drunk did I get last night anyway?