Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin…though I wish I did!

Author's Note: Alrighty. This story is for those of you who, like me, wish that Arthur had found out that Gwen had been enchanted in Lancelot du Lac. This is basically a series of one-shots showing various ways he could find out. So enjoy!

The Bracelet

The door to the dungeon cell was thrown up and Sir Leon half-dragged his prisoner inside. The man was drunk and could barely stand on his own two feet. He was barely even conscious. Sir Leon snorted in disgust as the man slumped to the ground. "That should teach to punch a knight of Camelot."

Sir Leon turned to go, when his foot hit something on the ground. He stooped and picked it up. It was a metal bracelet. He frowned, wondering how it had gotten there. It certainly was beautiful and it didn't look like something that would normally be found in the dungeons.

He shrugged and pushed the thought out of his mind. He had duties to perform and he was already late. He would have to hurry.

"What's that?" asked Gwaine as spotting something in Sir Leon's hand as he joined the other knights in the practicing fields. Leon looked down, he had forgotten about it.

"I found it in one the dungeon cells."

"Really? Let me see."

Leon handed him the bracelet and the others gathered around to examine it. "Why was it in the dungeons?" asked Elyan.

"I don't know." Leon looked at his friends. "Have any of you seen it before?"

They each shook their heads. "What should we do with it?" asked Percival.

"Why don't we take it to Gaius?" Elyan suggested. "He's a physician. He sees lots of people. Maybe he can figure out who it belongs to."

"I'll do it." said Leon taking the bracelet back. "I'm the one who found it, so it's my responsibility."

"In the dungeons you say?" asked Gaius, examining the bracelet closely.

"Yes. Have you seen it before?"

"Can't say that I have."

"Well, you will be able to find out who it belongs to and return it to them?"

Gaius nodded. "I'll certainly try." Leon thanked him and left the room. Gaius sat back in his chair, staring at the bracelet, a look of concern on his face.

The door opened and Merlin hurried into the room, but stopped when he saw the look on his mentor's face. "What's wrong?"

"This." Gaius lifted up the bracelet for Merlin to see.

Merlin stepped closer to look at it. "I've seen that bracelet somewhere before, but I'm not sure where."

"Sir Leon found it this morning…in the dungeons."

"The dungeons? That's a strange place for a bracelet to be."

"Yes," agreed Gaius, "but that's not what concerns me. This bracelet was crafted by the priestesses of the Old Religion."

Merlin straightened. "Are you sure?"

Gaius nodded. "I'd recognize this sort of work anywhere."

"So, how did it end up in the dungeons of Camelot?" asked Merlin, his voice now showing signs of concern.

"I wish I knew." sighed Gaius.

"Wait a minute." Merlin sat down next to the old man, his mind spinning as an idea spurred by a memory began to form. " What would the priestesses have used this kind of bracelet for?"

"All sort of things. They could cast spells that would affect the wearer of the bracelet however they wished."

"Enchantments?"

"Yes."

"Love enchantments?"

"Yes, I suppose so. Why do you ask?"

Merlin stood and Gaius thought he looked excited. "I know where I've seen that bracelet before." He took it from Gaius and ran towards the door.

"Where?" Gaius called after him. "Where are you going?"

"I have to see, Arthur." Merlin called back.

Merlin burst into Arthur's chambers just as Arthur was about to leave them. "We have to talk." he said, gasping for breath.

"Not now, Merlin. I'm busy." Arthur moved passed him and out into the hall.

"But it's important!"

"Later, Merlin!"

Arthur was about to turn a corner when Merlin called after him, "She was enchanted!"

Arthur froze in his tracks and slowly turned around as Merlin came running up to him. "What did you just say?" Arthur asked.

"We should discuss this in private."

Arthur sighed and led Merlin back to his chambers and quickly closed the door behind them. "Now tell me what you meant."

Merlin showed Arthur the bracelet. "Sir Leon found this in the dungeons this morning. Gaius says that it was made by the priestess of the Old Religion."

Arthur frowned. "Go on."

"I've seen this bracelet before, Arthur." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I saw Gwen wearing it shortly after Lancelot's return from the dead, but when she left Camelot, she no longer had it on."

"So? What's your point, Merlin?" Arthur tried to sound indifferent, but Merlin could tell that he was pained by the mention of Gwen.

"I think that Gwen was given this bracelet, not knowing that it was enchanted. That's why she…kissed Lancelot. She was enchanted, Arthur. She couldn't help it. Then when she was thrown in the dungeons, she must have taken it off and the enchantment wore off."

Arthur was silent for several seconds as he stared at the bracelet in Merlin's hand. Merlin could see that there were tears in his eyes.

"How can you be sure?" he asked.

"Because I know Gwen, Arthur. She loves you."

"But she did care for Lancelot, Merlin."

"A long time ago, Arthur, but those feelings are long ago, I'm sure. Gwen was enchanted."

"That is ridiculous!" Arthur and Merlin turned to see that Agravaine had entered the room without either of them noticing. "He has absolutely no proof, Arthur."

"I'm telling you, Arthur," insisted Merlin, "Gwen was enchanted."

"As I said, you have no proof." Agravaine glared at him.

"Yes, we do." said Arthur suddenly and Merlin could swear that his eyes were shining.

"Arthur?" Agravaine asked.

"We have Guinevere herself. When I questioned her she said that…that she couldn't control herself and that she didn't know why. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but if she had been enchanted, it would make perfect sense."

"That just means that she lacked self-control," put in Agravaine, "not that she was enchanted."

"I would agree with you, Uncle, but for one thing."

"What is that?"

"I've been enchanted. I know what it's like, and I am convinced that Merlin's right. Guinevere was enchanted."

Arthur opened the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Agravaine.

"To find Guinevere."

Gwen couldn't exactly say why, but once she had left Camelot, she had found herself making her way to Elador. Perhaps it was because she felt sure of a welcome there, but more likely it was because it was there that at Arthur had first started to see her as more than just a servant.

It hadn't taken Gwen long to reach Elador and when she had she was greeted with a royal welcome. The villagers recognized her of course, and forever grateful, they were more than hospitable. Word had not reached them of Gwen's engagement to Arthur nor her subsequent betrayal, for which Gwen was grateful, but she knew that she would have to explain her presence eventually.

As it was, no one asked any questions and Hunith insisted that Gwen live with her. It certainly took some getting used to, but Gwen did well in her new life. She made friends and her only fear was that they would one day learn the truth.

"May I ask you something?" asked Hunith one day as she and Gwen were busy working in a garden. Gwen looked up and Hunith noticed that her face bore a fearful expression. "How was Merlin the last time you saw him?"

Gwen relaxed. "He was well. He works hard, but he's never ill or exhausted. He's happy in Camelot."

Hunith nodded. "I wish I could see him." she sighed. "The last time I did was when you were all here helping us."

Gwen could see that Hunith missed her son more than she was letting on. "I'm sure he misses you too."

Hunith smiled in mute gratitude as the two women went back to work. They hadn't been at it long when they heard the sound of horses. Hunith looked up and was greatly surprised to see that her wish had been granted. "Merlin!" Gwen froze.

"Mother!" Merlin was just about to descend from his horse when he spotted Gwen. His eyes widened in surprise and his face broke into a grin. "Gwen!"

Gwen turned and ran.

"Gwen, wait!"

Gwen kept running from the village and she could hear the sound of feet close behind. "Gwen, stop!" Merlin caught up to her. "Stop, stop, stop." Gwen stopped as she realized that she couldn't out run him.

Both panted for breath. "How did you know I was here?" Gwen asked finally.

"I didn't. We were in this area and I suggested that we stop here for the night. Though, we were looking for you." he added, feeling it would be wrong to deceive her.

"Why?"

Merlin brought something out of his pocket. "Do you recognize it?"

Gwen nodded. "Lancelot gave that to me," she said, ruefully, "just after he came back."

"Gwen, I have to ask you something, and I know it will probably be painful for you, but please humor me."

"What is it, Merlin?"

"When did you feel your old feeling for Lancelot coming back? The moment you saw him?"

"No," said Gwen, "it wasn't until…" she paused thinking, "it wasn't until after he gave me the bracelet."

"And when did they go away?"

"After I took it off," answered Gwen, realizing that Merlin was trying to make a point and only beginning to guess what it might be.

Merlin smiled. "I was right then."

"About what?"

"You were enchanted."

Gwen's eyes grew wide and for a few moments, she couldn't speak as she thought over what all this meant. "Of course," she said finally, "it all makes sense now." Gwen laughed, so happy was she.

Merlin took her arm. "Come there's someone who want to see you." Merlin gently guided her back to his mother's house and as they got closer Gwen could see someone talking with Hunith. Gwen stopped in her tracks when she realized that it was Arthur.

Arthur slowly turned and his eyes met hers. They were filled with guilty and sorrow and Gwen knew that he blamed himself. She silently detached herself from Merlin and ran into Arthur's waiting arms.

"Forgive me," he pleaded.

"There's nothing to forgive," she said, holding him close. "How were you to know that I had been enchanted?"

"But I should have realized!" Arthur gently pulled himself away. "I should have trusted you and known that you loved me too much to ever do such a thing. Besides, I had once been enchanted myself, if you remember, and I should have seen the signs."

Gwen shook her head. "Don't blame yourself, Arthur. Let's just let this go and act like it never happened."

"Gladly!"

"There is one thing I don't understand, though," she said turning to Merlin, "who enchanted me?"

"Morgana."

"Of course," said Arthur, sadly, "who else?"

"But it was Lancelot who gave me the bracelet, not Morgana." said Gwen. The sudden look on Merlin's face, made her realize the truth. "You don't mean that Lancelot was in on it?"

Merlin sighed. "Morgana brought Lancelot back from the dead. He was a shade of his former self. He was not the Lancelot we all knew. He was under Morgana's command."

Gwen shuddered. "Such a fate for Lancelot."

"It's worse than that." said Arthur, grimly. "He killed himself." he said in answer to Gwen's questioning look.

She gasped. "How dreadful!"

"I'm guess is Morgana ordered him to do that as well." said Merlin.

"But how did he kill himself?" Gwen asked. "He didn't have his sword with him in the dungeons, did he?"

Arthur frowned. "No, he didn't, and there was nothing in the dungeons that he could have used to do it."

"Poison?" suggested Hunith, who had been listening to the entire conversation with much interest.

Arthur shook his head. "Where would he have gotten it from? He certainly didn't have any on him when he was thrown in prison."

"Maybe someone gave it to him." suggested Gwen. "Could Morgana have snuck into the dungeons?"

"I doubt it." said Arthur. "She would have been seen." He caught a quick look at Merlin's face. It was a look that told him that his man-servant had an idea of who it could have been. "Merlin? If you have any idea of who it was, then tell us."

"The traitor, sire."

Arthur's eyes narrowed, for he was sure that Merlin knew more than he was letting on. "And any ideas of who that might be?"

Merlin looked at the ground.

"Merlin, if you know, or think you know, who the traitor is, then it is your duty to tell me."

Merlin took a deep breath and looked up. "I doubt you'll believe me."

"Try me."

Merlin hesitated. "Your uncle, Agravaine."

Arthur staggered back in shock. His first instinct was to tell Merlin that he was mistaken, but somehow deep down inside he knew that that was not the case. It had been Agravaine who had tried to cast suspicion onto Gaius. It had been Agravaine who had first altered Arthur to Lancelot and Gwen's "romance." And Agravaine had been privy to the most important information…information that their enemies kept learning of.

"You're right." Arthur said simply and Merlin stared at him in surprise. Arthur turned away.

"I'm so sorry, Arthur." said Gwen, placing her hand on his shoulder.

Arthur turned to face her and he smiled sadly. "At least I know who the traitor is now." He too her hand. "But right now there is something more important to think about." He knelt on one knee. "Guinevere, will you marry me?"

"Yes, a thousand times yes!"

Merlin smiled as the two shared their first kiss of their second engagement.

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