<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth could feel that things were dire. She didn't know exactly how bad the situation was, but it was clearly not an easy one. Her heart raced when she thought that something could happen to Peter. Had she been given a choice, she would have stayed by her brother. But she knew staying might have the opposite effect to what she expected. She knew that Peter would protect her with his life, and might lose it in the process. That was the only reason why she accepted the idea of returning home. Because they couldn't do it alone, and help could be found at home. <br/><br/>Looking into Wylyam's eyes, Elizabeth nodded. "I am ready, sir", she murmured, her voice firm. Her blue eyes had an equally firm expression. Her expression changed to a softer one when she looked at Peter, hoping that not to be the last time she laid eyes on her beloved brother. "Please, Holy Mother, protect my brother", she murmured, taking one last glance at both men before following Wil. The shorter the time she spent there, the better, after all.<br/><br/>Elizabeth also kept silent, feeling her heart heavy and a wave of fear for all of them. When Wil dismounted, Elizabeth thought for a moment before doing the same. It was for the best that she kept as close to him as possible, she thought. Nodding when Wil asked if she was alright, Elizabeth sighed. "Yes, sir, thank you. I am just concerned about my brother and all of us", she replied, hoping they would be home soon.<br/><br/>"Let us not linger, as we need to reach home as soon as we possibly can", she commented. As the movement was behind both backs, Elizabeth didn't notice anything, and kept looking forward. "Do you believe we will be out of these woods soon?", she asked, turning to look at the squire.</div>