[ Guinevere remains silent for a few long moments. True, this isn't her battle, nor is it her home to fight for, but she knows all too well that desperate times mean desperate measures. She wouldn't see the sick, elderly and innocent cut down in the path of war. She wouldn't see children harmed. ]

It is the right of all to live freely, in their own homes.

[ In Britain that means freedom from the forces of Rome - protecting her home with as much iron as need be. Here ... ]

This war may not have been ours when it began, yet here we are. We must stand against it together or turn away and face it alone.

[ She lifts her chin a little. In bringing them together like this - well. They're each other's people now, united in the face of the unknown. ]

I will stand. Any land that is loved deserves protection from those who would scar it.