Arthur frowned, conflicted. On the one hand, of course he didn't want to marry a total stranger. There was only one woman he really wanted to marry. On the other hand, someone had given Arthur's word for him, and how would it look for a prince to go back on that? "I'll speak to her. Try to explain. If I can convince her I'm not who she thinks I am, maybe she'll be willing to make a mutual decision to end it." What a mess.
He sighed. If only he could convince himself that his father was simply crazy, and he and Merlin were in the right. It probably shouldn't bother him so, but he couldn't help dwelling on it. "Is Gwen here?"