In the grand hall, Baldwin's grand knights exchanged knowing glances as they watched their king, who wore an amused smile. As Philippa hurriedly left, the atmosphere in the grand hall remained charged with a mixture of emotions. Baldwin, still wearing a bemused smile, glanced at his esteemed grand knights. He could sense their curiosity and the unspoken question in their eyes. They had witnessed a moment of unprecedented candor between their king and queen, and it had left its mark on all of them.
One of the senior knights, Sir Richard, cleared his throat, breaking the silence that had settled in the room. "Well, it seems we've been witness to quite the event today," he remarked with a knowing grin, earning a few chuckles from his comrades.
Baldwin, despite his own surprise, couldn't help but appreciate the camaraderie among his knights. He nodded, his gaze briefly following Philippa's retreating figure. "Indeed," he replied, his tone reflecting a mix of emotions.
