Anne took a moment to sit back a little, just to look at him more directly. She smiled softly to him, shaking her head a bit.

"Majesty, how could they be alone?" Anne tilted her head. "You're alive. You survived the sinking of a ship that no one else survived. They will know it soon enough if they do not know it already."

Anne paused, giving his hand the slightest squeeze, unsure if he had sustained any injuries there.

"You forget that I know you better than you think," Anne pointed out. "You may not be able to be with them physically now. But you are with them in spirit. All of your faith is in them regardless of whether you are there or here."

Anne tilted a brow at him. "Am I wrong?"