Gwen couldn't help but feel slightly awkward as Morgana spoke with Arthur. She would always do what she could to protect her Lady, but what if Morgana and Arthur acted like this from now on? She couldn't be expected to chose, or be the go-between. When Morgana's attention was drawn to her, she tried to smile back, chancing a glance at Arthur.
"Of course, my Lady. Although I fear I have little to wear it with."