Will nodded and moved in the direction indicated, stopping only to remove a candle from a wall sconce as he went.<br/><br/>Once inside the small linen chamber Wil had a chance to see Elisabeth up close in the candlelight. He froze, momentarily speechless as he smelled her perfume while gazing into the light blue eyes and golden hair of the beauty before him. His heart stuttered as he temporarily lost the ability to form words. What was happening to him?<br/><br/>It wasn’t until she prodded that he seemed to snap out of his trance.<br/><br/>“Ah am so sorry,” he apologized sincerely as his eyes stared down at his feet. “Forgive me, ah forget myself. M’Lady ah will not detain ye for long.” He drew a long breath and sighed before raising his eyes to meet hers again. “A burger named Henry Flockhart was found dead in his home a fortnight ago. In the man’s possession was a half-written letter addressed tae yer brother – threatenin’ blackmail. It read is if it wasnae th’ first. My lady, yer brother stands accused ay mudder. Ah mean mur-der,” he corrected himself. He knew that would be a serious blow to the young woman so Wil didn’t wait long to offer his support.<br/><br/>“We are here tae investigate, an’ yer brother will need to return to Court with us. Ah shouldn’t be telling ye this – but ah feel ah must. Fear not m’lady, for neither the King nor Sir Philip believe him or yer father guilty.”<br/><br/>He searched her eyes for the inevitable response, hoping that the risk he just took in telling her would not lead to an even greater problem.