"Penelope."

The knight stirred at the sound of a familiar voice. She blinked as her gaze adjusted to the morning light and looked over to see her father standing besides the foot of her bed. She let out a small yawn and slowly sat up, a bit confused on why John had bothered to wake her up. As far as she was aware, she had no duties that needed her immediate attention. "Hmm... What is it?" she asked as she let out a yawn. 

"I just stopped by to tell you that Tybalt scheduled you for a guard shift tonight. You'll be stationed at the front gate." John explained. 

"Alright... Couldn't you have told me later?" Penelope sighed. 

John crossed his arms over his chest. "I have matters to attend to and I don't think you should be wasting the morning sleeping. You may not be on the battlefield anymore but there's still plenty to do." 

"I know." Penelope muttered. "I've got my work planned out, father."

"Good. Make sure you do it." John said with a stern nod before turning to step out of the room. 

She watched him go before stretching out her arms to jog herself awake. The knight had been hoping to get a bit more sleep, she still felt rather tired from all the traveling, but supposed that her father was right. There was plenty to be done and it was best to get to work. At least, now she knew she had all day to get part of it done. She shifted to sit at the edge of her bed and slipped her boots on as she readied to head out of the room. Thinking over her plans, she figured she'd be spending most of her day at the library in the castle. They'd have the paper and ink she'd need to write the various letters. She just wished she knew of more barons. 

Her gaze drifted over to the dress on the table. It was best she returned that first though. The knight wanted to make sure she got it promptly back to Naida. The princess might not have been overly concerned but Penelope felt a bit bad the longer she held onto the dress since it was likely rather expensive. She rose to her feet and grabbed the neatly folded clothing and moved to head out of her room. But not before a soft rumble came from her stomach. Though she was alone, the knight blushed slightly. It seemed the Great Hall would likely be her second stop after returning the dress.