Chapter forty eight: Brave or bold
Jamie could perceive the aroma of freshly baked bread as she stirred on her bed. Her hand searched for the companion that shared her bed but he was gone. Jamie felt a little bit disappointed.
Jamie had half expected Alexander to apologize but what for? Kings took mistresses and there was nothing sacrilegious about it. But she had half hoped her king wouldn't.
Her king?
Jamie pushed Alexander out of her mind. There was the reason why she never sit still long enough to think. Thinking was tedious but lately she had been doing a lot of it.
She opened her eyes and for the first time she stared at the ceiling. Slowly, everything came to focus. There were little faded stars all over the ceiling and someone had tried to paint over it. Jamie thought it was beautiful.
"Hmm"
A voice inside the room startled Jamie and she jumped. She looked around.
"Didn't mean to scare you"
