The hall echoed with agreeing voices. Even if many knew that it was likely true, some disagreed because they were loyal to Edward. Some were just worried that internal war would do the kingdom no good, while others refused to believe anything without evidence.
Ernest smiled, then in a calm voice he spoke.
"Evidence," he said slowly. "I do have evidence."
A ripple of shock moved through the court.
King Edward's eyes narrowed.
Ernest lifted his hand slightly.
At once, one of his men stepped out of the hall.
Moments later, he returned with two men.
The first man looked thin and tired, but his eyes were steady.
The second man had a scar across his neck. His face was pale, as if he had lived many years in hiding.
Murmurs rose from the ministers.
Some of the older nobles stood up in shock.
"That… that is Captain Rolf?" one whispered. He had his doubts; after all, this captain should have been dead years ago.
