1-59 Murtagh sitting up, watching Jamie sleep.

CAP: Silence falls on the faeries' hill.

1-60 Murtagh's hands, turning over a dirk with a moonstone in the hilt.

Murtagh (whispering): So ye've sworn an oath not to kill, a bhailach*? Man, d'ye not ken ye were born to it, and you a laird?

1-61 Jamie's sleeping face, his hands folded on his chest.

Murtagh (OS): I swore to your Da to bring ye home-and to your mother to keep ye safe. Christ, lad, ye're like her!

1-62 Murtagh turns, startled.

OS: Whoo-whooooo!

1-63 Murtagh starts back, seeing huge yellow eyes in a tree near him.

Murtagh: Bride save us!

Owl: Hoooo!

1-64 Murtagh seizes the wooden cross that hangs around his neck. A huge white owl is sitting on a pine branch, looking at him.

Murtagh: By the name of the Blessed Trinity-who are ye, and why come ye here?