Sir William paled to an almost deathly white, but otherwise did not show much reaction; he had known this may happen. His wife, however, was appalled by the news, and obviously terrified. Her hand over her lips, the next moment with her eyes closed and a soft sob sneaking free. "H-he wouldn't be so cruel..." It was a plea for this to be a cruel joke, but she knew better than to have such a hope. Sir William quickly moved to her side as she swooned, fainting from the sudden overwhelming wave of emotion. After carefully cradling her head in his lap, he glanced back to the guard. "Thank you, for warning us. D-does the princess know?" It was rare for his voice to crack or tremble, but his stutter was very obvious. He did not want to die as much as anyone else, and none of them had committed any crime... unless living past the overthrow of the kingdom was treason at that point.