“That’s yet another thing to be discussed later. I’d like to redouble our research efforts. We’ll speak of that when the time comes.” She walked to the entrance of the secret passage, eyes skimming alongside the dust Cameron pointed out.<br/><br/>“Aye, my dear. Your eyes are as sharp as ever.” At that moment, a feeble knock sounded at the front door of her chambers and the familiar voice of her elderly chambermaid traveler into the room.<br/><br/>“<i>Your Majesty, are you ready to be dressed?”<br/>
</i><br/>Gwendolyn turned and quickly threw an arm around Cameron’s neck, planted him, truly, one last kiss. “Noon,” she reminded him quietly, before she sent him on his way.