The two men listen, mostly expressionless, although the one on Elaine's right, a tall dark-haired man does raise his eyebrows at the mention of Elaine's grandfather.  "I'll handle this, Jean."  He says, nodding to his fellow.  The other guard returns the nod, still expressionless, as the first turns back to her.  "If you will follow me, mademoiselle."  He says, sweeping a courtly bow, glancing ever so briefly at her cleavage.  The second guard slides open the heavy door, remaining on guard as the other two step through.<br/><br/>The inside is much the same as the outside, although little signs of wear can be seen; a bit more dust then there perhaps should be, and a bit of crumbling mortar that is in need of patching.  The guard leads down a corridor, open on the right into a courtyard.  A few outfitted musketeers are engaging in training, weapons or otherwise, but the courtyard is mostly empty.  Her dark-haired guide shoots Elaine a quick glance, but says nothing.<br/><br/>Elaine is led to a heavy oak door at the end of the corridor.  "I shall announce you.  Unless you have any questions before we go in.  I should be happy to answer them."