The woman was lovely.  With long auburn hair and bright green eyes, it was hard to take his eyes off of hers.  But he did, looking around to try and figure out how she had gotten here.  The forests beyond the heath was the only direction she could have approached from.  But once she got out on the open area of the heath, the guards on the walls should have spotted her and given warning.  Robert didn't think for a moment that she could have swum here, given the clothing she was wearing and the icy cold water of the loch.  It was getting close to winter, when the surface of the loch would freeze.  So, how did she get here without anyone from the castle seeing her?<br/><br/>Robert tried not to laugh at Emma's ludicrous story.  He could see out of the corner of his eye the local physician, Doctor Fraser was headed their way.  Fortunately, neither Father Absalom or the wizard Morlan were in sight.  Those three were always fighting over who's wisdom was the truth, the man of science or the man of God or the man of magic.  He made a point of doing his best to stay out of their arguments.  But if Absalom or Morlan were to arrive, the first words out of their mouths would be "witch".  From Father Absalom, it would be in a voice of condemnation.  From Morlan, it would be spoken with delight.  He could also see his brother Stephen riding from the direction of the heath, where his farmers were training with swords and shields.  Fortunately, he was still too far away to hear when the girl said "Argyll".  She seemed to speak it as if it were a town, not a person.  But there was no such town.  It was a region and a nobleman.<br/><br/>"As in the Earl of Argyll?" Robert asked, keeping his voice low.  Argyll was the head of the Campbell Clan, enemies of the Macleans.  If Stephen heard her say "Argyll", he would immediately assume she was a spy for the Campbells.  Which perhaps she was.  But the way she was talking, it was hard to decide if she was sane or not, much less a spy.  Robert had no intention of condemning Emma as either a witch or a spy until she'd had time to recover her senses.<br/><br/>"Oh my, oh my!  You're shaking like a leaf, my dear.  That water is waaaaay too cold to be in."  Doctor Fraser said, admonishing Emma as he arrived.  He then glared at Robert. "This is not the place for conversation.  She needs to be in front of the fireplace in the Great Hall, drying off and getting warm, not standing here in the cold.<br/><br/>Robert nodded his agreement and turned to the newly-arrived Stephen.  "I need your horse to take our guest back to the castle, brother."