"None of that," Henry shushed, keeping a good warm and tight hold on Gabriella's petite form. "If it enough for a friend to be upset, then it is enough for a friend to be concerned enough to hear."
He nodded as the girl explained. Of course, it was the young love she had left behind in her previous life. It was a scenario he'd come across both in his life as king and here, but he would not be able to simply have the offending male removed from court or barred from backstage.
Henry reached up and wiped gently at her tears. "I could help you forget, if you would let me," he said quietly.