Meg is in so far over her head here, trying to navigate court manners and warning looks, and a dress made out of about ten more metres of fabric than seems stickly speaking necessary, and one of her best friends has been abducted by a dragon, and she's really not at her best.

She has no idea whether Logan trusts this person or not, because he's sending really mixes messages on that front.

So she just . . . goes along with things.

Which means letting Lord Julius guide her down the hall.

(Seriously, how many times are they going to pass that suit of armor?)