Well, book, so you've decided to be strange again, life isn't getting any easier, you know, and now you throw ...this at me.

I have no patience for magic right now. I don't even want to hear it mentioned. Even if it is by people who aren't anywhere near where I am.

I have meetings tomorrow, in fact...I always have meetings, I don't need this.

The King awakes to a very different world from the one that he has always known.

Except...it doesn't feel like that to him. It seems that this is how it's always been.

How different one change can make...

Right now Arthur has just made his first speech to the people as King in his own right...and he hasn't a clue as to how he went. Anyone care to enlighten him?

I wasn't particularly looking forward to this day, after all my birthday last year wasn't anything particularly enjoyable, considering everything...

Actually after everything that happened only a week ago with Lancelot I thought maybe it was unseemly to have any kind of celebrations. But everything has been arranged and people far and wide had come for the markets that always happen during these sorts of things.

And then this morning, Father actually spoke to me! Not his usual confused ramblings, but...about the feast and the fact he wants to be there. Father hasn't left his room for more than a year, now finally... If that's not a cause for celebration I don't know what is!

So I'm ready for the feast...I just wish I knew what the these...things are. I don't know why I'm surprised by what this book does anymore, but really...spiders?

Providing that don't come alive or something...

No matter, the feast is what's important and I seeing Father back on his feet again. It's the greatest gift I could hope for.

And who knows, maybe those stick performers will actually be interesting.

The day after Morgana's birthday, his half-sister is on the Prince's mind.

And apparently the universe decides that this should be shared.

Although, not really because communication has broken down in the Duck Place.

Yes, those...other mes, they disappeared as quickly as they arrived.

I'm not sure what to make of the fact I managed to keep Merlin completely unaware of their presence, honestly, I think as a servant he could do better. Still this really wouldn't have been a good time for Merlin to get professional.

Of course, having to babysit...myself for a whole day meant I didn't see Guinevere at all. Not even so much as a glimpse across the courtyard!

That situation had to be rectified today, and I'm pleased to say it was. After all, a good knight always succeeds in his mission.

Gaius told me today that Father has remained bedridden since the incident a few days ago, it's not exactly good news, but at least he isn't talking to 'ghosts'. I'm steeling myself to visit him tomorrow, I can only hope that he'll recognise me, I just don't know what to do when he doesn't recognise me or is under the impression that I'm someone else.

But then that might be too much to hope...

I'd rather not think about it.

For what's currently going on.

I am forced to hide people in my own castle.

They are of course, not ordinary people.

They're...me.

Me as a child and me as an older man, a king. The King of Albion he says.

Which leads me to wonder if I'm going to go mad in my old age.

At first I didn't believe they were...me, because really of all the unbelievable things. But after a few questions I couldn't really deny it.

So now, I have to hide them and it's no easy feat keeping the younger me quiet, was I always such a pain?

The older me at least keeps quiet, but he keeps SMIRKING at me like I'm some sort of idiot. It's annoying.

According to the Duck people, this sort of thing happens all the time (just what I wanted to hear!) and they should go away eventually.

They better! Or God help me...

Once again you can't depend on Merlin for anything.

No, no, I suppose I should be kinder to him, he is working rather hard, what with having to assist me in the tournament and then do all the cleaning and of course wearing that ridiculous hat. I shouldn't make him wear it, but really, it's hilarious. I need some entertainment when I'm trapped at the nightly celebratory feasts.

I suppose on the plus side, the kings and their best knights are enjoying themselves, even the two I've all ready fought and defeated.

There is an upside to all this, as I'm participating in the tournament (of course), the rest of the Council have been taking care of most of the boring negoiations. Of course I'm probably going to have to make an appearance once the tournament is over, but hopefully the other rulers will be thoroughly convinced that even if I'm not willing to declare myself regent, I'm still a force to be reckoned with.

In the midst of mad preparations for the upcoming tournament, the Crown Prince's book decides to allow that bizarre community to communicate through it once more.

The Prince is very, very confused indeed...

So, apparently it isn't enough that I have to be constantly on guard against strange forces that would rip me from my own time and place, now I have this... duck thing happening to me! I was just trying to draft an announcement for a tournament and suddenly there's a duck on the piece of parchment! It just showed up out of nowhere.

I don't need this...honestly I don't.

Sometimes...I fear for my sanity.