"Foolishness and Yseult don't go together."

He shifts over to make space for her in the bed, one arm laid flat upon the mattress so that he can curl it around her and pull her even closer when she lays down again. The fire has risen a little higher after its late dinner of the page, flames encouraged.

"But if you tell me what it is you're trying to say, perhaps me'n my easy words can help."