Instead what Gwen found was Elizabeth. Both seemed startled by each others sudden appearance, but soon they exchanged greetings. 

“Have you discovered anything about those strange weapons yet Lady MacArthur?” The two made their way into the camp. Gwen kept her eyes open for either Diana or Caroline, but she didn’t see either of them. Fenrir disappeared from Gwen’s side as they were walking, but his quiet comings and goings didn’t surprise the young noble any longer. She tried her best to pay attention as Lady MacArthur lead them through the camp, but her mind wandered back to her recent meeting in the forest. This day really was too long. Come to think of it, she hadn’t slept for two days now. 

Her eyes drifted through the crowd and she spotted Henry. It was obvious he was in pain, but he looked a lot better than before. Before Gwen could make up her mind if she should just let him be, Lady MacArthur approached Henry and Gwen silently trailed behind.