Chapter eighty three: I don't know why I protected him
Jamie was almost naked now. It was the picture of indecency. One of the hands of the undergarment was off while the other loosely dropped to her arm.
She shielded him with the rest of her body. The footsteps were closer until the person became an image...wait, two images.
"Your Highness?" The first image started walking down the sloppy path to the river called out. Jamie recognized the voice. It belonged to Sir Judd.
She knew the knight wouldn't say anything to anyone about the king and queen making love at the most open place one can find. Jamie took a breath of relief but it was short lived.
The next footsteps belonged to one of Prince Dempsey's knights. Jamie froze and held on tightly to Alexander. She was still bleeding from her palm but that seemed to be the least of her problems.
