Gwen could not believe her own audacity. What words was she saying?! "Let me alone, Lady Farrington. We can not survive together so let us live separately." She turned to the waiting maid. "Shall we, Paula?" Not waiting for an answer, she left.
"You will regret this I promise you!" Lady Farrington yelled after her but she did not care anymore.
Paula ran after Gwen as the latter hurried to her bedchambers. What words had she spoken? She was beautiful enough to be reckless? Since when did she glory in her beauty? Since when did she care for it?
And since when did people think of her as the king's mistress?!
Without warning, she stopped and someone crashed into her, but it was of no concern.
'…be my son's mistress.'
