Startled, Gwen looked to Beth, who gave her a subtle nod. She stepped forward. "Gwen. Guinevere Fitzgerald, Your Majesty."
"Guinevere." He repeated quietly. "It is a beautiful name."
Gwen smiled and bowed. "That is most kind of you, Your Majesty."
This time, the King exploded with laughter. When he sobered up, he said. "I am many things, but kind?" A chuckle. "Don't trouble your thoughts, I am not. I have never being." To the Duke, he said. "They are quite an amazing bunch, are they not? It seems I will enjoy their stay as much as they will."
A look Beth could not decipher flashed through the Duke's face. "It has been a long day for the ladies."
"Of course." The King quickly agreed. Still laughing, he waved at someone behind. The kingsman stepped forward. "Have them escorted to their rooms."
