Chapter 17
Lucy was forced to think her assumptions about this woman were right seeing that she could not answer to who she was. It greatly bothered her to see the young woman dressed in only a blanket. She was not a fool. Lucy knew who this woman wanted to show up and what she wanted him to do.
"You can get yourself dressed. I don’t know what the general has ever said to you to make you so bold to come here, but you will never become his woman. Not when you are from this land and he has better women lined up to be his wife," said Lucy.
Rose thought they had cleared this up already. "I don’t-"
"Save your lies for someone else to believe them. I can see right through you. You are bold, I will give you that," Lucy said as it took courage to wander upon an enemy camp. "But you are still a fool. I wonder what plan you came up with to come here to get in his bed."
Lucy continued, "Our general is a man who you shall never measure up to. A whore who would ignore all danger isn’t suited for him. So, before you lose your head, I suggest that you leave. Cover yourself as I shall make sure that he never comes to you to see you as you are."
Rose smiled despite being insulted. She wasn’t in the brothel nor wearing the dress Graham had given her, but she still managed to hear the insult of being a whore. She laughed as it was ridiculous how the insult followed her.
Lucy thought Rose was showing her cockiness by laughing instead of doing as she was told. The woman before her failed to notice the danger in the room. "Do not think for a second I wouldn’t kill you."
"Then do it," Rose answered.
If she was going to constantly be told of being a whore after she had run away from the brothel, then what was the point of running? She had looked forward to breaking away from being one of those women but just by waiting for the dress Zayne spoke of to be sent, she had been called a whore.