Chapter 18

After my afternoon with Margaret Lewis, I went back to the royal chambers. I found Gregory in the common area with a book in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. The moment he saw me, my husband closed the book and put the glass aside. His piercing blue eyes were fixed on me, something was bothering him, I could see it in his facial expression. With an authoritative air, he gestured for me to come and sit by him on the couch. I swiftly did what he asked.

“Can you explain to me how is it that a woman humiliated you in front of everyone and you allowed her to go unpunished?” He inquired with an arched eyebrow.

“Unpunished? Fiona Miller spoke her mind, I could not punish her for it,” I replied nervously.

“She mocked you. You are the queen, you cannot tolerate that kind of disrespect. It is