Gwen let her slip her arm through her own without much of a fuss, letting her lead to wherever she wanted to go. She listened as she spoke, already feeling nervous. But she had no reason to, she knew that. Morgana was not exactly the type to set out to make her uncomfortable or anything.
"Wherever you like."
She never was one to take charge, and she often wondered how her future came about. A Queen should be far more bold than she was, somone like Morgana was perfect for the title.