Irina sat dumbfounded at the dining table. She overheard quite an interesting chatter in the living room between Gertrude, Benjamin, and Queenerra. Even the cranky Baby Jack was calmer now that Queenerra was good at humming to him. It made Irina's heart even more irritated.
She had always imagined that she would be Benjamin Duncan's wife. Maybe he would be happier than living in a big palace but it was actually stifling, plus Angelique's behavior often hurt her pride.
Gertrude came into the kitchen "Aren't you going to get a drink for the guess?" Gertrude asked as soon as she saw Irina sitting lost in thought.
"Oh . . . sorry. I suddenly felt a little dizzy." The lie.
