"Have you seen Abigail."

You raise an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"She would suppose to ask you about your..." She pause thinking about her words. "Sword and where you laid it."

You smirk at the red rose. "Well I put it in ..."

"No. I don't care about that physical tool. I meant..."

You said to her. "I know what your implying queen." She was asking where your allegiance lays. You haven't made up your mind. But you knew a wrong decision will cost you, your life. "The last I saw of your friend, she was leaving my bed chamber. My eyes scarcely seen her prior to us being here."

She nods. "I hope she isn't dead. Thanks for your information. Now if that is all. I will call my other handmaidens over here."