"My honeydew, are you certain you need to go? Wouldn't it be better for you to stay where you are safest? What if that creature tries to take you from me again?" King Dickon spouted as he walked alongside his wife, Queen Elaine.
As he pushed ahead a little to block Elaine's path to the courtyard, she frowned at him. "Move out of the way Dickon, before I fulfil Sigismund's threat myself. I have been cooped up for weeks! Sure it has been nice just staying at home with our children, but I need space!"
Dickon tried to look tough in front of his wife, before caving after a moment of 'that' glare. "Will you at least tell me where you are going? I-I can't lose you Elaine. I have already lost one wife... If anything were to happen to you... I don't know what I would do."
Elaine felt a sickness in her stomach hearing him say that. She still loved her husband, but after knowing what she now knew, she had begun to distance herself ever so slightly out of fear.
