"Of course," she promises, smiling up at him. It will be a little harder to bear once he is taking his voyages alone, but she will not object so much to the absence if the reunion is just as sweet. She reaches out to take his hand, squeezing it gently.

While she does not believe herself to be with child, there is that possibility. Her maids have told her that the first sign is typically a lack of monthly bleeding, and then there are other changes - but she has seen enough to know that she is not carrying as of this moment. It does not mean she could not conceive tomorrow, or the day after that. "If you would have me along, my lord."