Penelope closed her eyes as he pressed a kiss to her lips. She relaxed a little, believing the gesture was a small sign that he forgave her. However, as he pulled back, she realized that wasn't the case as he instead assured her that it wasn't her fault to begin with. Though she couldn't bring herself to fully agree with him—it was difficult not to feel a bit responsible for this poor turn of events after what she had done—her guilt was lessened considerably by his words. 

She leaned into his hand as he caressed her cheek and gave a small nod to his words. At least he would have a fighting chance now, especially with Mia being the one heading the argument for working with him rather than removing his hands. If she had presented it, she doubted the other barons would even give her a chance to defend the idea. Mia would at least be able to put up a solid argument and Penelope would do her best to help her, although she doubted there was much she could do considering Edward and Layth still viewed her as a traitor for working with him in the first place.

As he drew her into another embrace, Penelope relaxed in his arms and let out a soft sigh. "You're right.." she mumbled softly. The knight smiled halfheartedly and press a quick kiss to his cheek before nestling her head back against his, still staying in his embrace. "You'd think after all we've been through it'd start to get easier at some point."