A Knight's Answer
"Timothy fell asleep at Dragon's cave, Sire," Jane whispered. "I don't know how it happened."
King Roland looked at Timothy in Jane's arms, still far away within a silent siesta, "Caradoc?" he asked.
"What is it, Roland?" King Caradoc answered.
"Have you any spare rooms where we may be able to place Timothy?" King Roland asked King Caradoc.
Timothy's chest continued to rise & drop as he slept on.
"Well... there is..." King Caradoc began.
Sir Theodore interrupted his king.
"If I may speak, your highness?" Sir Theodore asked King Caradoc.
"Go ahead, Sir Theodore." King Caradoc permitted.
"The boy may be taken to the knights' quarters." Sir Theodore suggested.
Sir Ivon did not necessarily like this idea, "Our sleeping quarters, Theodore?" he asked.
"Yes, Ivon," Sir Theodore said. "Young Timothy shall rest up in our sleeping quarters."
"Okay." Sir Ivon sighed.
Jane handed the sleeping boy off to her mentor.
"Be gentle with him, Good Knight." Gwen said to Sir Theodore.
"Don't worry, Miss, I will be careful with this precious one." Sir Theodore said to Gwen.
"Then, let someone go with you." Dorrie said.
"That's right," Candice agreed. "Timothy loves it when someone sings to him."
"Who is the boy's mother? She is the one who is to accompany me." Sir Theodore explained.
Gwen stepped forward, "That would be me, Good Knight." she said to Sir Theodore.
"Then, you may come with me, Miss..." Sir Theodore began.
"Baker... Gwenevere Baker, Good Knight... though, my family & friends call me Gwen." Gwen answered Sir Theodore.
"You may just call me Theodore." Sir Theodore said to Gwen.
"Theodore," Gwen said. "I like that."
Gwen then followed Sir Theodore who carried Timothy in his arms to where he & Sir Ivon slept at night.