"Is that so? Your grace must be busy now that he is married." He nodded. But his eyes remind her of Charlotte, her stepmother. The way she manipulates Eve into saying what she wants to hear. And feign ignorance. The man was threatening her with the name of her husband. "Then we have to trouble you, your grace.'' The man finally bowed but it only made her more restless. As if she wanted to keep her eyes on his face. So that she knew what he was thinking.
"Father Crispin, will you be kind enough to pack your luggage? We should not keep the duchess waiting.'' The man looked so meek and relieved that if not for his face, Eve would have thought that the priest had changed overnight.
The man entered the tents again to pack the luggage and his followers followed him. The way he was looking at her told her that he was the messenger threatened by her knights.