Cedwyn sighed.
"That was not the plan," he motioned to chairs, "Come let us sit. The story may be long in telling."
After they sat, he began to explain, "After we spoke and the night grew long, I conversed with Rodric and as he departed for bed, I saw the Lady Elaine, sitting alone, wine in hand. The Earl's squire watching over her. She had been left alone for much of the night and I felt a need to be a courteous host, so I sat and spoke with her. She was...in a word, distraught over her situation and quite deep in her cups at that point."
"I offered her some kindness and understanding. I don't understand her pagan ways but Sir Gwynn had been a boon companion and Merlin himself has aided me on two occasions now. I offered her no judgment and some compassion, which to her was more than she had seen since her husband was murdered. In return, she offered the idea of a marriage proposal from me. I believe her to have been sincere and true in her words. She had become used to wielding the power of her manors and felt as though she was being used by the Earl."
He paused. This would be news to her.
"I confess that I was reticent but the draw of her manors and wealth was not unappealing. I told her I would think it over the night. She would have her answer in the morn based on who I dined with. And so I prayed to God for guidance and found it. My choice was clear to me, I wanted to win your heart. I wanted to take that chance with you."
"The Earl cornered me in the morning, having heard from his squire what had transpired. I informed him of my decision to pursue you and not the Lady Elaine. He said he would write a letter in my support, but..." Cedwyn paused, "I had only expected for the letter to your father to let him know that I was a knight of quality and honor and he should entertain a courtship."
"I...I still expected that I would need to win your heart," there was a certain amount of regret and not a little sadness in his voice as he spoke, "I would have preferred that...I had wanted that you would freely choose me for yourself. Instead..." Cedwyn simply shrugged.
"It was a contract match," Cedwyn took a knee on the floor in front of Ysbail, taking her hands into his, "Mayhap it is too late, but I apologize to you for the way our marriage took place. I would ask that you let me make up for that mistake as I can."