Chapter 9

I remember only two things about my wedding reception. One was the fact that my new husband told me his first name was Charles and the other was the tortured look on Geo’s face every time Charles touched or kissed me; which was often. I found the situation so horrifically unbearable that I was actually pleased when Charles told me it was time to consummate the union.  Nothing could be worse that being in the same room with Geo while belonging to another man. Or so I thought.

Charles surprised me by leaving me at the door of my room with Abigail in attendance and continuing on to the suite assigned to him.  I wanted to wipe the knowing smirk off her face as she guided me into my room and closed the door behind us.

“I’ve been assigned to prepare you for the prince,” she said with a smug smile. “Let me help you out of your gown.

“I can do it myself,” I said as I backed away from her.  “You can leave now