Chapter hundred and twenty: Captive but not broken
"Why would you tell them I am Queen of the west when I am clearly not?!" Jamie wanted to yell at her companion but she couldn't because of the men standing not very far from them with weapons. So, she settled for a whisper and a deadly glare.
Ursla's face was distorted like she was passing a message with her face "Because it was better than ending up as food for those barbarians!"
"What do you think they would do to us when they find out I am not the bloody Queen anymore!" Jamie inquired with the same expression.
"I don't know, okay? I didn't think so far ahead but at least now we have time to think of an escape plan or... maybe the king will pay their ransom. He might still have feelings for you, Jamie"
