"Tove why are you here? You know how dangerous it is for you in the palace." Bjarte studies his lover for a moment. Her eyes are bloodshot red.
'Has she been crying?'
"What is wrong, Tove?"
"I came to see you since you haven't visited me in a while. I thought you were ill or in some sort of trouble." She says fighting her tears. "But to my surprise, you are well and safe. Moreover, it seems you have a new girl in your life."
"Who? You mean Lady Falk? It is not-"
"So she is a lady. I am sure she is more suitable for the prince."
"Tove, listen to me." Bjarte starts.
"I knew it was only a matter of time." Tove breaths shakily. Bjarte grabs her from both arms.
