Chapter 116: The Tea
"Who dares to lay hands on Princess Alexandra?" Marcus stood there with the little sword he had drawn and pointed at the face of the maid who tried to push Alexandra.
"Princess?"
A lithe figure clad in the softest of silks stepped forward. With a broad forehead and dark curly hair arranged to a neat bun, she glowed with beauty.
"That’s me!" Alexandra placed her hand on Marcus’ shoulder and stepped forward. "The one who arrived riding with Maximus today on the winged lion," she elaborated.
A well-dressed woman in here... She knew who this is might be.
[Bah! I won’t be polite with Tubby’s wives!]
The woman’s face contorted even when she tried to hold her womanly decorum.
"Ah..." her pink powdered lips trembled as she tried to hold her prideful smile. "Forgive me, Your Royal Highness, if not I am running late to meet his exalted Majesty for tea, I would chat with you more," she strutted past Alexandra with a whoosh and a flare, making Alexandra grumble.
"If not I am running late..." she imitated that woman with her high-pitched voice certainly to mock that woman, trying to cover her jealousy.
Marcus, clever as he is, was still uninformed of the heart of a woman. Not understanding the jealousy exuded in his mistress’ tone, thinking it as his mistress’ attempt in mockery, he laughed, although he didn’t find it to be that funny.
Alexandra, a little ashamed to have acted on her whims, decided to return to her room although she wanted to follow that woman.
[Tea? She can have her tea! I will have my wine with Maximus tonight! And then we will... and then we will...]