You gently carass the queen and ask her to tell you her troubles. She is stiff at first but then relaxes. Quietly she speaks:
I sob for my sin is great. I pray forgiveness for what I have done. My affair with Lancelot du Lac has caused the death of my beloved husband and brought about the end of his Round Table. His hateful sister the witch Morgan Le Fay gave him a draught that magickly informed him of my insincerity and set his fate in motion.
She bursts into tears and you console her. You tell her that you will pray that her sin may be forgiven. She thanks you for your kindness and warns to fear the Wumpus.
There are exits: East
You may also abandon all hope.