Your spellcaster got it wrong! Your wife’s dress is too large for this body. When the King, her brother arrives, he will know I am not she and you will be exposed! Now, have me changed back and we can follow my plan!
I shall not slay my King and I am not worried about exposure! The King already knows of Roslyn's death, at the hands of Sir William.
What? I was on the northern border! I had nothing to do with it! A hundred men were with me!
Forty or those hundred men returned and they all blame you for their losses, Forty men who already know what story I want the King to hear.
Mercy Lord! I would be broken on the wheel!
Sir William would be broken on the wheel, if he were found. But you, young wench, are just a household concubine with nothing to fear!
Concubine?
Yes, The King will summer here. I shall give you to him. You shall give the King comfort during his stay, warm his bed and listen to his secrets. You will then tell the secrets to me. Once he departs, If you have been useful, I will consider restoring your manhood.
What Sir William did not know was that the King already knew it was him as he had commanded this punishment himself.