She tossed the letter onto the table and walked to her armoire. "Lord Denney told me that she is the daughter of a baron, and that is all I know about her." She said, her tone sharp. It was not enough. If she needed to send Lady Fitzgerald away from the castle, she needed to know more.
"Why would you bother yourself about her, My Lady? You are better than her in all ways." Sarah said.
It was true, yet it did not matter. Not to the king. "The king thinks her to be, well, interesting. More interesting than me, and I am irked by it. I need to know more about her." She walked away from the armoire and decided to return to her seat. What was it about Lady Fitzgerald that was so interesting that she was second fiddle?
Settling back down, she looked at Sarah and Cliff expectantly. "Think harder, will you?" It was not a request.
Sarah adjusted the vase of flowers on the table. "Well, My Lady, I do not think she is happy to be here."
