"Thou knows the young lord shall never do such a thing," He removed one hand from her shoulder and sat down beside her, the remaining hand moving to wrap around her shoulder as she began to cry.
It felt wrong to see the lady cry, but he pulled her closer. "Aye, great destinies may end in great harm, but he hast thee. And Lady Vernique. I doth not think that between the two of ye, he shalt be anything less than the finest protector of both realms." He tried to give her a comforting look. "Dreams, milady, nothing more. Only sent to trouble thee."
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