[b]Tristan[/b]
You find Sir Hector in the corridor outside the great hall, opposite the courtyard. All the spaces facing the courtyard are dark at Constance’s explicit direction, but on this side Hector seems to have brought a torch with her and considered it safe enough to set it in a wall sconce and have her hands free to cross in front of her for a proper stance of unapproachable contemplation.

She therefore starts when you approach her with puff pastry and gives you a look that, were it not obviously just a misleading trick of the flickering light, you might briefly have described as chagrin. 

“I thought you’d be avidly spying on the courtyard like half the servants” she says, taking the offered pastry. “Even if your lady made certain that nobody would be able to see anything but silhouettes from the windows. But instead you’ve come to find me. To what do I owe the honor?”

That is, as far as you can tell, the most friendly greeting she’s ever offered, and there is no better opportunity to ask pointed questions. How do you ask her of her jealousy? 

[and roll appropriately for however you seek to learn such pointed things.]