<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth was terribly worried about Wil, but she knew there was not much she could do. When the family’s physician entered the room where the squire had been placed, Elizabeth took a few steps back, but kept her eyes glued to everything the man was doing, and helped with anything she could. <br/><br/>When the physician told her that Wil’s life was in God’s hands, she nodded and listened closely to his instructions. “Yes, sir, I will”, the girl murmured meekly. She wouldn’t tell the man that she would take care of Wil personally, as it could be interpreted in all sorts of bad ways, but that was exactly what she planned on doing. “Thank you for coming. One of the servants will show you out while I arrange for the care of the young squire”.<br/><br/>Sighing in relief when the physician finally left her, Elizabeth moved a comfortable chair to the side of the bed, and arranged for everything she needed to be left by her on the nightstand. She would have loved to be alone with Wil, but knowing that their cultural expectations would have made that a terrible idea, Elizabeth settled for having a servant with her at all times.<br/><br/>Elizabeth only moved from her seat when Sir Philip and Peter arrived home. She took a long moment to embrace her brother and make sure he was not injured while Sir Philip had his chance to look at his squire. Once sure that her brother was well and safe, she returned to her spot and nodded at Sir Philip's words. “He was truly brave throughout the entire troubles”, she murmured softly. A smile showed at her face when the knight talked about his gratitude. “Thank you, Sir Philip. I merely did for Wylyam what he did for me”, the young lady replied.<br/><br/>She nodded when the knight asked to be excused. “Very well, Sir”, she murmured, sitting back on her chair and keeping her eyes glued to Wil’s face.<br/><br/>For the next hours, Elizabeth moved only to make sure Wil's lips wouldn’t get too dry. She was tired, naturally, but couldn’t stay quiet for long enough to sleep. Something within her demanded that her eyes remained open. She saw the colors of the sky changing, and heard the faint sounds of the household, and kept where she was.<br/><br/>When Alice asked her for permission to go rest, Elizabeth nodded right away. “Of course, you may go, Alice. Thank you”, she replied with her usual kindness. “I am sure nothing will happened. Please do come back before light indeed, as we do not wish for anyone to see me alone with Sir Wylyam here”, the girl requested.<br/><br/>She watched as the woman left the room and then turned her attention back to Wil.<br/><br/>Elizabeth was sitting quietly, her hands together in prayer, when she heard Wil’s moan. Her head moved quickly and she leaned closer to be able to hear him.<br/><br/>“Wil”, she murmured, her voice making her relief clear. <br/><br/>When he asked for water, she nodded immediately and moved to help him sit up, before getting him some fresh water. His question about being in Heaven made her smile.<br/><br/>“We are home. Heaven must wait for a while longer, my love”, she replied kindly, helping he drink a little more water.<br/><br/>His words about having something to ask her made Elizabeth's heart race. She wondered what he would ask her, hoping it was the question she longed to answer.<br/><br/>When he asked that question, Elizabeth’s eyes answered before her lips could. “I would be honored to take your name should you choose me as your wife, Wil”, she murmured, her cheeks turning as red as they possibly could.</div>