Immediately, Oakley did the only thing he could think of in that moment and he tossed Renna off the bed while hissing, "Hide! Under the bed!" and pulled the blankets up around him as he jumped off the otherside of the bed and quickly stuffed Renna's dress and other effects underneath it as well. He slipped his trousers on and a loose shirt before opening the door.
"Martha?" he asked as he parted the door and saw the head maid peering at him from the other side. He rubbed his eyes. "What's the matter? Do you know how late it is?"
"Aye, Master Oakley, you've been up all this time, I know it!"
He blanched a little but tried to keep his wits about him. "What ever do you meant?"
"Me room is directly below yours, don't think I can't hear you! And you've tracked dirt all up here. If Lord Brennick catches you, he'll ring your ears for sure! And I can't risk meself. You've been digging in the garden again and likely, running around your room hiding seeds all about didn't you?"
Oakley unleashed a quiet breath and nodded, blushing. "I know, I shouldn't. But you know I can't do it when Michael's about. He'd do more than ring my ears. I'm sorry for waking you Martha."