Chapter 79: Cuddling with the elven queen
Bartlo's wife cried like never before.
She dropped onto the ground, holding her face, which was messed with blood and tears. Her whole body trembled no end, and suicidal thoughts already flashed in her mind.
Woman.
She was a woman. Every woman treasured her looks and paid much attention to them. Of course, that was debatable, but high-class women such as her naturally wanted to look adequate to their status.
She wanted to breathe elegance and invoke jealousy! She wanted to draw attention from every corner of her city and be proud of herself.
But more than anything, a woman wanted her beloved to look at her with love. In a polygamous relationship, women competed to have the most of their beloved's attention.
That was no longer possible.
Bartlo would probably avoid mirrors from now on, but his wife, who had experienced the same treatment, would cry no end.
