Silly girl,c aring that your father died.
King Melinor: Now that that’s done, we’ve got to fortify our defenses. Learn how to fight. Build up our food stores.
Gwyneff: Hold a funeral. Or did you forget?
Melinor: HOw could I? Our men aren’t coming back. Not our king. Not our knights. Not my husband. But monsters are. We can mourn later. Things are going to change around here. And if I’m the king, I need your help, princess.