Guinevere had said her peace. There wasn't much more to be said, but she still felt there were explanations to be made. It was a part of being who she was. She hadn't been with other men, her heart had only loved two but of those two only one had felt the burning desires of her heart. She frowned and shook her head, "I don't know what the future holds, but it seems Arthur is dedicated to this new woman. You have no competition and I desire no one else."