OO7 Dee, is already there, he's the one who confirms the amulet is the Holy Grail (for his own, nefarious reasons...) Here he is, in the Queen's bedchamber with lord Dudley. Elizabeth touched the amulet and in a deep sleep had terrible dreams. She's just waking up....
“My Queen, can you hear me?” Dudley sat on the side of the bed dabbing Elizabeth’s brow with a wet cloth. Slowly she stirred, breathing deeply and mouthing unrecognizable words. Opening her eyes, she recognized Dudley and smiled. He lent forward and kissed her forehead.
“What happened?” She asked.
“You slept for two days, the physicians said you were full of bad humours, but we knew better!” He turned excitedly to look at a man of moderate size, with a white, pointy beard, dressed in a long black cloak, cap and ruff. The man bowed his head.
A maniacal expression flashed across Dudley’s face, and he turned back to face her. “But we know better, don’t we!” Elizabeth looked confused. “I, I don’t understand?”
“We held the Grail and lived!” He shouted, pointing at a wooden box on the table. “ Those two angels brought you the Holy Grail!”
“By my trowth!” gasped the Queen, trying to sit up. “Is this right Dee?”
“Yes my Queen.” Elizabeth looked at Dee, standing like a vulture, at the foot her bed, surrounded by the Queen’s advisors.
