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Pacing the floor didn’t ease the unease the woman was feeling. She bit into her nails, sucking in her breath when the nail was torn a bit too much at the cuticle. Still, it didn’t dull the ache from her back. The lashes had her bedridden for almost two days with a fever, the result of the man who is supposed to be in-love with her.
Fake love or not, he didn’t know the difference.
But it was something else that had the young woman’s mind much more occupied that the lashings. Anthony. And despite it all, she never revealed what she had witnessed to Oscar- her cousin and the queen locking lips.
That and the fact that she had seen Anthony sneaking away from the king’s quarters by jumping out of a window and scaling down the thick post, onto the storey under. While it wasn’t that unusu
