"Tell me how did you ended up with my son?" king George asked. He could not think of a better way to put his question. He honestly felt like cutting off the thing between his leg but that will change nothing.
He could not explain why he stood so low to have beded his wife's maid."I am never drinking again, * he vowed in his head since he couldn't even remember a thing about how it happened.
The king was too engrossed in scolding himself to notice that the woman he spoke to has frozen at his question.
Ann felt like a knife was hanging on her throat. Because of the way he put the question she thought he figured out that she was not his mother.
"How?" she asked herself. There were currently only three people who knew this. And neither of them would tell the king. Princess Ellen was no longer in the kingdom and Richard would not dare knowing she would die if he did.
Ann took in rapid breaths, she could feel her end coming near.
