Castle Vitalis, Province of Liège, Belgium
(Year 1012)
“Don’t...you...touch me,” a woman sitting in a cushioned chair stated. It was with so much disgust that the man standing in her front gave out a pained expression.
“Léa...” He reached again, aiming to touch her shuddering shoulders but stopped when she yelled.
“I said don’t touch me!” Her eyes bore a look of hate, of anger and disappointment to the man who just betrayed her trust. “Don’t you dare put your filthy, adulterous hand on me!”
Tears rolled down from her eyes and probably the millionth time that night after hearing of her husband’s illicit affair from a family friend.
“I made a mistake.” The man knelt in front of her, scooping up her trembling hands and kissing it so
