Elizabeth has moved with remarkable silence and speed throughout. Unsurprising, perhaps; she does know this house well, quite possibly better than anyone currently alive. And so it is more than likely that under most any other circumstances, she would have been able to slip in and out and complete her mission without anyone being the wiser.

But searching for things in the dark is never easy, even when one has some general idea of where the sought-for objects might be located. And the contents of the desk have been slightly rearranged since the last time Governor Weatherby Swann sat behind it. It only seems fitting to aid the search with sufficient illumination.

There are two candlesticks on the desk, each holding a fine and expensive beeswax candle.

One of them, the nearest to Elizabeth, suddenly flares to life.