~~~Dunbar, Scotland.~~~

John chuckled after Morwyn finished her little story but he was glad she had come over to the fire. Perhaps she was beginning to let her guard down a little.

"Sounds just like a typical noble,they have a way of having unexpected progeny."

"My brother is a strange sort. He seems normal enough but often he entertains ideas of conspiracy and paranoia. They are mostly harmless but I fear he will cause more than a few wild goose chases during his reign. He has no evidence to back this accusation on and there is no way the Arthurian Alliance sould be broken by the Scotts. There is simply no motive for them to do so."

John looked the woman over again, despite her earlier comments she didn't seem to have much weight and her stature wasn't suited to warfare.

"Forgive me but, you don't seem much of the sword fighting type. How long have you been training?"