Gwendolyn affectionately rolled her eyes at him, tilting her face up to his accept his kiss with a fond smile before turning to look for her dressing robe.<br/><br/>“Don’t yell at them. I’ve excused them from my person long ago.” She pulled the silken robe on and tied it loosely around her waist. “The threat to my life now isn’t some faceless assassin that can slip into my quarters, but rather an invisible scourge.” Gwendolyn smiled a sad little grin at him. “What could they protect me from?”