The general woke to a smouldering fire, and a beautiful Queen by his side. He looked at her in his half gaze, and was very comforted to have her by his side. Part of him felt a burning desire to protect her- for the king of course. He then noticed her hand was upon his chest, holding the dagger. It was as if she was marking him as hers, which was silly of course. He grabbed her wrist and laid her hand down next to her.<br/><br/>He stared at the Queen for a moment. She reminded him of his late wife, a strong and gentle woman. The queen would make the perfect Eathraen wife, especially for a general. It was also hard for the General to not be drawn to such beauty. However his heart was still far from forgetting his late wife, and the Queen was married to the man he swore his loyalty to.<br/><br/>He got up and saw Marina, the Handmaiden, waking up. "I hope you slept well?" he asked her.<br/><br/>"I slept just fine, knowing someone as strong as you was here to protect me," she smiled. The general couldn't help but smile back at this comment. He was used to getting a lot of attention from women. A general in this kingdom of war was almost as famous and admired as the King and Queen. He then looked closely at Marina. A beautiful woman in her own right, but also very close to the Queen. He didn't suspect she was the mole, but couldn't rule out the possibility.<br/><br/>"We should get moving, and try to figure this out," he told her.