Fiona's mouth was tight with barely concealed rage. Those nights he spent away from her bed had he really been spending them with Lady Magaret.
Would he really look her in the eyes and lie to her face like that with words sweeter than honey?
Whether or not there was any truth to Lady Margaret's words she still blamed Tiamat for putting her in a compromising position in the first place.
"I will kill him for this." Fiona's threat came out like a barely there muttering under her breath.
Cedella shot her a sympathetic glance while also wondering if Gritzl mistresses were going to be crawling out from the gutters too, Cedella didn't think she could sit there and be as calm and collected about it like Fiona, heads would roll.
