o the furious woman approaching, frownin

took off her own clothes in the sound of my sobs,

ed, "Aunt

pity, pulling out a hand

kicked her

ons at us. "No wonder you're so close! One's a mistress, and the

od up, her

nt marred her e

y wedded wife. Who are you, and what giv

ck, a flicker of

Edmund's wife, and that makes it true? I could say I'm his

burst into

kened as she reach

his hot breath on her neck, making ev

ecurity really this pathetic? Letting any thug waltz i

ding in the crowd

princess? What kind of heiress shows up in a dump like th

he country's top un

s watching

g the men around her hesitate, she snatched a stick from he

on the cool breeze. "You

when a pair of hands caught it. A

e her. "Violet! What are you