For better or worse, Henry is not someone who can be intimidated. Nor does her tactic do anything to tame his anger: her tone escalates his own edge. That he is so subservient to Edward is something of a miracle of Edward's making.

"You would question my resolve?!" he snarls back, as he continues armouring himself. "My honour?!"

Why should she not? he thinks bitterly. After the display she witnessed...

Yet he does love and respect Maketh. He cannot effectively calm his fury when it is like this, but he tries for her sake. Once all of his armour is on he takes up his sword and shield again. His eyes are still ablaze, and he begins pacing with all the agitation of a caged predator, but he forces himself not to simply stalk out of this apartment. To listen.

"What plan have you?" he asks, with hot impatience.