Henry and Lady MacArthur talked about those strange weapons. Gwen could only make polite noises to show that she was interested, but had nothing to contribute to the conversation at hand. Instead she tried her best from feeling and looking awkward around Henry. The looks he gave her made her feel…. guilty. She had seen him at his weakest and he probably was ashamed of himself for it. And given the recent information she got from the Queen herself, Gwen felt more guilty. It was something Henry should’ve shared when he was ready. But she also understood why the Queen told her. She needed Gwen’s help in keeping an eye out for the reckless soldier.
The group continued to talk over food with the topic changing to future plans. What would they do when they reached the capital? And personally, though Gwen didn’t mention it, she was deeply worried about her family. But she’ll decide when the time comes. Finally their dinner was coming to an end and Gwen got up.
“Well I think its time for us to get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow. Good night, Lady MacArthur, Henry” She gave each a nod and made her way to the camp site where many were sleeping. But before she left the circle of the fire, she stopped by Henry for a quick word.
“You should get some rest too.” Her voice was low so only he could hear and her fingers brushed his cheek. “Don’t push yourself when you don’t need to, Henry.” She gave him a small smile before leaving. It didn’t occur to her how intimate the gesture was until she she drifted off to sleep a while later.