Day 4 - Chapter 4

I paid Elizabeth de Cobham and William de Cobham a visit, asking about if there was any bodies, or a crypt, located under the castle. William, who seemed a stately sort and looked like his father with the jet black hair and sharp chin, said that there was nothing of it under the castle, or so he knew. Elizabeth was willing to tell more out of the ear of her husband. "Well, the past kings and queens are buried under the castle. But we have heard groaning and creaking noises coming from the crypt." Her voice was sweet and gentle as she spoke, "But don't go down there unless you're our only hope, Mister Beauson. Please." I blinked in shock, surprised about her concern about me. "And William has been acting odd lately. I wonder if he has a part in this. Please, go home and think this over before jumping right into it Frances." She laid a small hand on my shoulder. "Your studies will benefit us. Morys doesn't believe in things like this, so it'll be hard to convince him of this." I nodded slightly and took her hand off of my shoulder politely. "I will, madam." I walked slowly home, piecing together my new intel and came up with a conclusion once more. If William was acting strangely and denied any presence of a crypt beneath the house he slept in, then he's either covering up something, or he is a part of it.