Margaret was walking down the street, holding a box of sweets in her arms. She knew she shouldn't be alone but Clara as working hard and Margaret wanted to surprise her. She turned the corner and spotted three men that didn't belong. They were soldiers, and she knew who sent them. She sighed and said "I shouldn't have told him..." She walked towards them, putting the box in her bag to stay safe. The men saw her and she said "I'm not in the mood boys..." 

There was a bump at the front door of the manor and it opened, Margaret stumbling in. She shut the door, blood dripping from her lip and a cut on her cheek. She went to the sitting room and barely made it to sit down. She pulled her cloak off, looking a mess. She heard steps and a gasp. Clara was to her in moments, resting a hand on her shoulder. "My lady..." There was a knock at the door and Maggie said "get that....would you? Walking hurts right now"