The newly crowned King Arthur and his most trusted knights (and Merlin) are in the forests on the hunt for the last Dragon Egg.

It's been a decidedly odd mission, with Merlin of all people coming to the fore and showing some tracking skills! Quite astounding all things considered.

At least until now...something was in the stew and now the king and the knights unconcious.

And with unconciousness comes very strange dreams...

The Crown Prince is now King.

And he would give anything not to be.

Even his dreams are troubled.

Uneasy is the head on which lays the crown.

Prince Arthur is having a dream.

Or perhaps a nightmare.

Question is, will he remember it when he awakes? And if he does, will it give him something to think about...

So last night I had the most disturbing nightmare...it took me a while to realise that it was in fact a dream, though I would have thought that Father in a jester's hat and Guinevere planning to challenge me to a duel would have made it obvious.

But no, in fact, I didn't notice for what seemed like hours. So embarrassing.

It's not surprising I would dream of the tournament, it begins in just one week and I've hardly had any time to train. I have to get onto that first thing tomorrow, which means I should probably go to bed now.

I just pray I won't have to suffer through yet another dream...