"Arthur?" morgana said peering around the door into the Prince's room. No one was there. She went in anyway, shutting the door carefully behind her.

Morgana looked around for Arthur. Under the bed, under the bed covers, behind the screen, in the cupboard, in the wardrobe, she looked wherever was big enough for the prince of Camelot to hide. He was never there.

Then she noticed the papers all over the desk. Most of them were bills or speeches or contracts he had to sign. Nothing out of the ordinary that she could see. She shuffled the papers to the side and piled them together.

Then she found a box. A black leather box that had been hidden under weeks' worth of junk paper. It had a padlock that wasn't locked and hung on the joint. Arthur had obviously been keeping it secret for a while. Now he had vanished, he was letting whoever found it, in on the secret.

Out of curiosity Morgana opened the box. It was just full of papers. Morgana sat on the bed to figure out what they were.

She placed the box on the bed bedside her and took the first page.

Dear Morgana,

You're probably the one to be reading this. You or Gwen. You're probably wondering where I am aren't you? Its fine, I promise I'm safe. I can't tell you where I am. You might tell someone. Not that I don't trust you morgana, but I don't know if it is you reading this. It could be anyone. It's them I can't trust. So I want to tell you that I am fine. Merlin and I are fine. It's a pretty long story! It's been going on a while. I don't have that time to write it all out here. So I'll let our letters tell you. But basically, it started about a month ago. A month ago, when I first found a paper in my pocket of my rope.

Arthur

Morgana placed the paper down and picked up the next paper. That's how she started reading the love story between a prince and a servant, via love notes…