Author's Note: Didn't think I'd write again, but here goes… This is a speculative fanfiction on the upcoming episode, 3.10 – Queen of Hearts. It is based on spoilers, episode descriptions, synopsis, and promos. If you do not wish to be spoiled, please do not read any further. This is basically a sequence of scenes that I would like to see in the actual episode. I will not speculate on every scene but the scenes that I feel I can handle. I needed a distraction to keep me sane until next Saturday, so here it is.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin. I do not own its characters.

Queen of Hearts, A Speculation – by AudiRox

Scene opens on Arthur waking up bright and early. With no help from his manservant, he opens his eyes, takes a deep breath and sits up on his bed. He grabs the very thin white nightshirt on the end of the bed and gets on his feet as he wears it around his broad upper frame. Instinctively, he walks over to the window and finds what he has been looking for, Guinevere. She is interacting with a traveling street merchant before her early morning duties. "She seems happy," he thinks. This in turn makes him smile at the lovely sight. He continues to look out the window, but a loud thud and the abrupt entrance of Merlin, his trusted servant, makes him quickly look at the doors to his chamber.

Merlin, as he carries Arthur's armor, all cleaned and polished, notices his future king at the window.

"Bright and early today, sire?" he grins.

Arthur rolls his eyes, sighs and turns back to the window. "You're not going to ruin this day for me, Merlin.

"Oh well, that's a shame," mumbles the young warlock.

As he sets the armor down on the floor, he notices Arthur smiling.

"Hmm…"

Still looking out the window, "What is it, Merlin?" Arthur asks.

"You're up very early with no help whatsoever; you're by the window and grinning like an idiot. Hmm, I wonder what it could be…" Arthur looks over at Merlin with a death stare. "Or whom it could be?"

Arthur stares at his manservant, "I will kill you."

Merlin holds up his hands with a smirk. "Sorry, I am sorry." And then he walks over to the window and sees what Arthur has been looking at. As suspected, Gwen. Merlin smiles to himself and goes about tidying Arthur's chambers.

"It's such a beautiful morning, isn't it?" Arthur says as he continues to watch Gwen interact with the merchant.

Merlin smiles again, "Of course it is."

Silence.

Merlin continues, "You know, you should just go say hello to her."

Arthur snaps out of it. "And then what?" He continues, "I'm not sure what to say to her…"

The young warlock shakes his head. "I don't understand how the two of you can go days without speaking to each other when I know that all you think about… is each other."

Arthur dismisses it.

Merlin continues, "I mean, I understand. You're a prince and she's a servant. But you can't help who you fall in love with. Besides, any man would be more than lucky to have Gwen by their side."

Silence again as Merlin continues his chores.

Arthur speaks up. "I'm tired of hiding my feelings."

"Then you should do something about it," says Merlin as he makes Arthur's bed.

Arthur leans against the window frame, crosses his arms, and smiles. "Maybe I will."

Scene fades.

Scene opens on Morgana at her dressing table looking at herself as she gets ready for the day. Through the mirror, her eyes slowly drift toward Gwen as she tidies Morgana's chambers. Her visions the previous night were unsettling and now she has had the need to keep a close eye on her maidservant, who was once her true friend. But Morgana doesn't care for that anymore. "Yes, she is sweet and noble. But queen of Camelot? That can't be. I will not let it be," she thinks to herself. Her train of thought is interrupted by a loud knock on her chamber doors.

Gwen tentatively smiles at Morgana, "I will get that."

With her signature fake smile, "Thank you, Gwen," says Morgana.

Gwen opens the door to find Arthur on the other side of the frame. He is dressed and ready for the day.

"Sire?" says Gwen, confused.

Curiously, Morgana stands up and walks closer to the door. "Arthur?"

Forcing himself to take his eyes off of his Guinevere, he looks at Morgana and steps in. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"

Gwen opens the door wider and goes about her business while keeping a keen eye on the prince.

Amused at Arthur's unusual gesture, Morgana responds, "Why yes, it sure is." She subtly looks over at her maidservant; knowing very well that Arthur hadn't come to exchange pleasantries with his half-sister. Well, of course, he doesn't know she is his half-sister. "Why you sly prince," she thinks to herself. "You're here to get a glimpse of Gwen."

The old Morgana, Lady Morgana, would've been over the moon about the pairing. But she is no longer the old Morgana. She is now a blood-thirsty evil witch that wants Camelot for herself. And no previous attachments towards her once best friend, Gwen or Arthur, who treats her like his own sister, would get in the way of what she wanted.

Awkwardly, the prince continues. "So, do you happen to have any exciting plans for today, Morgana?" He quickly takes a peak at Gwen, who is now arranging the flowers on the table.

Morgana flashes another fake smile. "Oh, you're sweet to ask. No, I do not have any exciting plans, Arthur. And yourself?"

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all… just training with my men." He takes a look around the chambers, knowing very well that he should've planned this better.

Morgana crosses her arms and waits wondering if there is more. Gwen continues to arrange the flowers, but with a confused expression on her face.

Awkwardly, Arthur clasps his hands and nods. "Alright then, I'll leave you to your day."

"Thank you, Arthur." Morgana nods and goes back to her former post.

Arthur takes a quick glance at Gwen before he closes the door behind him.

A few seconds later, Gwen, now finished with her morning duties, asks Morgana, "Will there be anything else, milady?" Every time she now looked at Lady Morgana, her heart sank a little. There's a cold air between them that cannot be ignored.

Morgana flashes yet another fake smile. "No Gwen, that will be all."

Gwen takes a bow and leaves the chambers.

She walks out of the chambers, around the corner, and through the hallway. Arthur suddenly appears from an alcove and gently grabs her arm and pulls her in. Gwen gasps loudly.

"Shh," whispers Arthur.

"Sire!" She places a hand on her chest to slow down her heart.

Arthur firmly holds onto her arm. "Guinevere."

Gwen, finally able to speak, starts to shake her head. "Sire, you shouldn't surprise people like that.

"I'm sorry." He lovingly looks down at her startled face. "I couldn't help it. I had to see you and talk to you."

Gwen tentatively looks up at the prince.

"I cannot take this anymore."

"Take…?" Gwen inquires.

"I cannot go day by day hiding my feelings. My feelings for you."

Gwen shakes her head, "Arthur."

"Shh." Arthur lets go of her arm, takes a step closer and gently caresses the side of her neck. "I don't care what anyone says or thinks. I want us to be together."

Gwen shakes her head again, "Arthur, it's very risky." But her attempts at protesting are disrupted.

"Spend some time with me, Guinevere."

"Time?" Gwen is amused.

Arthur slowly becomes cheerful. He lets go of her and gestures with both hands, "How about a picnic?"

Gwen echoes, "A picnic."

"Yes, in the woods."

Although still confused and flustered, Gwen nods. "A picnic sounds nice."

With excitement, Arthur clasps his hands. "I will set it up."

Gwen nods.

Feeling accomplished, Arthur continues. "Right. A picnic tomorrow afternoon."

The once and future king and queen smile at each other before Arthur leans in and gives Gwen a quick peck on the lips.

As Arthur pulls away, "Tomorrow, then," says Gwen.

Arthur nods with a smile, and then walks out of the alcove and back into the hallway.

Gwen turns on her heel and watches as Arthur leaves. She sighs and walks out as well.

Unbeknown to both of them, someone has been watching and waiting around the corner. Making sure the coast is clear, Morgana reveals herself with an evil smirk on her face.

Scene fades.

End Notes: Again, I'm not a "writer" but a speculator and/or dreamer of how I'd like storylines to play out. I highly doubt the actual episode will have dialogue or situations similar to this, but it's fun to speculate. I'll update with rest of the scenes soon. Let me know what you think. Thank you for reading.

EDIT: Please continue onto Chapter 2.