A couple more nobles joined their table but none of which Penelope was familiar. Besides, they seemed far too wrapped up in their complaining about the outcome of this gathering anyways. They kept their voices low though, grumbling to each other about how absurd it was that a thief rose to viceroy and how they needed a large glass of wine to get through the rest of the evening. She eyed them and impulsively rolled her eyes at their words. 

"Bit dramatic aren't they?" Cedric whispered across the table, a smirk playing on his lips as he caught her eye roll. 

Penelope looked over at him and gave a small nod. "To say the least, yes." she agreed quietly. The knight found herself relaxing a little in his company, mainly because he didn't seem as outraged as most of the other nobles. Catching herself, she studied him for a moment. "I'm surprised you aren't acting more like them. Last I checked even nobles with peasant blood weren't good enough for you."

Cedric gave a long exhale as she took another stab at their past. "Yes well, I've learned from my mistakes." he mused as he looked over at her. He flashed a smile. "I find it crazy but the king is a smart man, surely he must see a great deal of value in the thief so who am I to judge?" He shrugged his shoulders and shifted his gaze over to the entrance as the king and the others finally arrived.

Penelope followed his gaze and quickly rose up to her feet alongside the other nobles. She watched them from afar before moving to sit back down once they had reached the long table at the end of the Great Hall. She listened as the king gave another quick speech before everyone was free to eat. The knight looked down at the large plate of food they had served her and began to eat. The food was seasoned and still warm despite the wait they had to go through. She savored the delicious flavor that she nearly didn't feel the gaze that was burning into her back. Nearly.

Penelope turned her head to look out over the sea of nobles to see the familiar face of William staring daggers into her back as if to say 'I know this is your fault'. She shot a glare back at him before pointedly turning her back to him once again and focusing back on her supper. It wasn't like she truly had a hand in it after all, aside from Crow's decision to take the job so they could be together of course. Still, the older knight's accusing look did unnerve her a bit as she once again worried about him running his large mouth.

"What's gotten into William? He's looking at you like you spit in his drink." Cedric asked curiously, clearly catching the look the older knight was giving her. 

She hesitated, unsure what to say at first. "He's got in his head that since I've been around the thief so much that I must have something to do with this.. I do things differently than him so naturally he has to jump to some crazy conclusions." she muttered with a shake of her head. The knight hoped her lie was believable. She was rather certain William would try to drag her and Crow down after the events of today so it'd be in their best interest to make sure they just believed he was spreading false rumors. 

"I see.. Well, hopefully he calms down with the rest of them." Cedric mused before taking a sip of his wine. 

Penelope gave a small nod of her head before focusing back on her dinner. Despite it all, she found a bit of peace between the flavorful food and the enjoyable light music that the minstrels were playing for the feast.