Sir Philip made a mental note of Peter’s response – or rather lack of one. He did not appear to have the demeanor of someone guilty of murder. Either the boy was very deceptive or perhaps he was innocent after all. Philip did his best to focus on the facts and not let his emotion cloud the matter. While the boy did not appear to be a menace, looks could be deceiving. Boys of noble birth were trained to kill from as young as they could hold a sword, after all.<br/><br/>“Sir Jonas,” Dunlap replied with a deferential bow. “It is a pleasure. This is my squire, Wil,” he added. Wylyam nodded deeply in response to the introduction but otherwise remained silent.<br/><br/>“The King has not sent for you, no,” the older knight explained, “but rather he sent me to discuss an important matter with your son and you. If it pleases your lordship I wish to shake off my dust so I may present myself to you properly. Would that be acceptable to you, Sir?”<br/><br/>Wylyam glanced out of the corner of his eye at Elizabeth and took note of her concerned expression. She caught him glancing in her direction and he immediately looked away with a slight blush. It was at that moment that his horse whinnied loudly for no apparent reason. Wil turned to the creature and whispered calming words which seemed to sooth the beast. After that he turned around again and conspicuously avoided eye contact with her.