He did place well at least. If jousting skills are all you require of a suitor you could have your pick of the Camelot knights.

[ Gwen just gives Artura a momentary look, though she tries to ease it with her comment on the knights. It's true that the women look up to and respect Artura, but many of the men of court and the knights feel the same. There's no doubt in her mind that every one of them wouldn't mind courting the princess, and not just because of her being the future queen. ]

You cannot think so ill of Uther. Six men have left without your hand. Could he let them leave so easily if he didn't want you to find a good match?

[ Her dislike for the king and his policies aside, Gwen could never imagine any father not wanting his child to be happy.

The thought of her wearing such a fine dress makes her very aware of how inappropriate her admiration of it must seem. She moves the dress away and drapes it over her forearm, pretending not to notice Artura's smile. ]

Not fit for fetching wine and clearing plates at a feast— Not that you shouldn't wear it...or that I wouldn't want to.