Chapter fifty six: Come to me!
Jamie was nervous. She couldn't remember the last time something kept her on her toes. But a promise was a promise and her word as both Queen and a princess should be law.
Alexander had kept his own part of the deal. He showed her the west as a pauper and not a king. And she had found a friend in May and now, it was time to keep her word.
She would let Alexander have his way with her and do wicked things to her. She watched herself on the big standing mirror in the room. It was her best outfit. A golden night dress that clung to her skin and for once she was comfortable with the amount of cleavage it was showing.
She had instructed Rachael to use the best scent for her bathe. Rachael bit back a smile and bowed to her and left to carry out her order. The young maid knew the Queen was preparing herself for the king. Jamie should feel embarrassed but she wasn't.
Few minutes later, Jamie heard a knock on the door.
