He smiled, stroking his fingers through her hair. "I fell for you dressed like that, do you not remember." He placed his hand on her stomach, as he had done when practicing their dueling, only now, it showed his true meaning. He kissed her. "Do not worry, I will look after you" He smiled, he could tell that no doubt Gerrards wandering hands had been upon her. It infuriated him, but he didn't let it show. No doubt he would be forced to save any indecency for there wedding night. "Lenally, my love. The Queen means me to fight in the gladiators arena tomorrow... I... I might not return." A look of concern showed on his face, but not for him, for her.