There was still a fraction of time in which she could turn around and never come back. Surely Arthur would understand her reasoning. She didn't want him thing to kill her off again, which was one of the most vivid ideas in her head right now. The other was the small possibility that we would try and win her over. But that she highly doubted.
She hesitated a moment and then went inside. When the door closed behind her there was a deafening silence as she stared across to her King. There were no proper words.