Penelope blinked as Crow suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an embrace. The action caught her off guard for a moment but she quickly relaxed in his arms and moved to rest hers around him. "It's alright." she told him in a soft voice. For a brief moment, she wondered what had gotten into him but her confusion was soon put to rest as he let her go and sat up, clearly nervous about reaching the castle. 

She moved to sit down besides him on the edge of the bed. "Crow, you can only put it off for so long if you're planning to face him... Especially since we're so close." Penelope gently rubbed her hand over his back. In all honesty, she was quite nervous as well, though likely for different reasons. She worried what the king wanted with him to begin with and was concerned about having to convince the man to back down from the war. The knight sighed and pressed closer to him, pressing a long kiss to his cheek. 

As she pulled back, Penelope rested her head against his. "Besides that, I think it's better to get it over with quick rather than letting it eat at you... That's why you chose to hear what he had to say in the first place, right?" she mused in a quiet voice. 

"If it's any consolation, I think your father's just looking for your silence." John mused as he turned over to them. He shifted a bit uncomfortably at seeing them together but said nothing on the matter as he focused on Crow. "At least, that's what I'm assuming. He didn't tell me his plans but he made it clear that it has something to do with your relation to him."