Lionel exhaled sharply, arriving at his own conclusion. "You didn't take her." He shook his head in exasperation. "I must say, Your Highness… I worry. I worry a lot. What is going on?"
Henry's smile widened slightly. "Wouldn't you like to know," he responded calmly.
Lionel fell silent. News about the king's inability could not be allowed to spread, especially now that he was dallying with an outsider. Questions of virility were inseparable from questions of legitimacy, and legitimacy was the cornerstone of political stability. A monarch perceived as incapable of producing an heir invited speculation and, ultimately, rebellion.
Lionel's mind raced with possibilities. Perhaps the king required a bit of help. Whatever the cause, it was his duty to ensure that Henry's reputation remained secure.
As they approached the palace gates, the guards hurried to open them, the iron bars groaning softly as they parted.
