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!

Not that I'm surprised my little plan paid off, Monmouth could talk the ears off a statue. In fact he almost talked the ears off me.

Yes, unfortunately, when it comes to this sort of strategy one has to put themselves in the cross fire as well.

But the delegates eventually backed down on some of their more ridiculous demands, although they did put up quite a fight. I can respect that.

Monmouth looked rather disappointed yesterday when some five hours into his speech about the history of island kingdoms and mainland kingdoms was interrupted, but I'm sure he'll get over it.

I just wish I could tell Father about this...not that I didn't try, but he was even less responsive than usual this evening when I went to see him.

I just would have liked to hear

Needless to say all parties deserve a feast tomorrow night. I might even drink Gwaine under the table after all this...

After what seems like years - even days is too much if you ask me - the delegates from Mora have finally put their reasoning for asking Camelot for so many concessions in the new treaty.

Lady Helen's death.

It took me a good minute to remember who they were talking about. I mean, that was over four years ago now, if they had such a big problem with it I'd have thought they'd have raised a stink a lot earlier.

But no...obviously this is a direct reflection on my abilities or Mora's preception of them. They think because I've never negoiated outright on treaties before I'm easy pickings or something.

Well, they've made a big mistake there. If they think they can walk all over me...

I'm setting Monmouth loose on them for today's meeting, if they're not begging to keep the treaty unchanged (and it's a very fair treaty) by the end of today I might just give them one of two concessions out of shock!

Yeah, I can't see that happening...