Looking at Avery made Ezenia feel like puking.
But she resisted the urge while inwardly cursing the cheap whore.
Meanwhile, Avery had already started thinking of how to get Henry to do her bidding.
After her daughter had latched on to him a bit, she would then make her move.
Oh dear, what should she wear?
She looked at Ezenia and smiled broadly.
"Daughter.
As of now, we'll wait for his majesty Henry to arrive at the Capital.
The moment the spies send word, you'll have to make a move on him fast before that sl** in the 3rd son's family makes her own move too.
Trust me... There are too many people looking at a good powerful man like King Henry.
So for mother's sake, you have to do your best!"
Ezenia inwardly scoffed in disdain: 'You would like that. Wouldn't you b**ch.'
"Yes, mother. I'll do my best."
