*WARNING: mentioning of abuse. Read at your discretion.*
«There's something I'm not clear about yet,» I say. «You chose the late King's mistresses, and you were disillusioned about marriage. A lover more or less didn't change the overall count. So, why do you hate my husband so much?»
I move Aestas on my right thigh so that she can play undisturbed with my dress when she's done with her cookie.
«It's not about the count,» the Queen Dowager chuckles. «It's about status. I was the one approving and selecting the King's mistresses.»
Oh, that's true. But is it really enough to explain it?
«A man is a man,» I say, using her same words. «Why were you so surprised he didn't respect the boundaries you set?»
