Arthur nuzzled Gwen's neck as sunlight filtered across their chamber. Her heavy eyelids fluttered a few times before she smiled at her husband.
"Arthur, you're up early."
Arthur cupped her face gently. "I'm going to start practicing before the knights. Go back to sleep."
"Oh," Gwen yawned.
"How do you feel?"
"A bit tired."
"Sleep today. I'm warning your maid to stay away."
Several hours later, Gwen stretched before she swung her feet to the floor. A bit of bright blue fabric caught her eye. She spotted Arthur's blue jacket tossed on the floor. His brown leather duster flung across a table. A few pair of pants tossed on the wardrobe.
"What happened here?"
