YVONNE
"Yes, my lady," the woman said, a sheepish smile on her face. But I knew she was hiding something. You see, I am a very observant person, and I noticed the lie the moment she looked down as she answered me. Not everyone shows it so clearly—some can look you straight in the eye and lie without flinching, some lie through their teeth with ease. But there's always something. Something they cannot hide.
I smiled at her. "Hmm. So, why have you come to inquire about my well-being?" I asked. She looked up at me then, her dark skin catching the light. She was truly a pretty woman, and there was an odd glint in her eyes.
She wrung her hands together. "My lady, please forgive what I am about to say."
I raised a brow but gave a nod. "Go ahead."
She looked uncertain, but leaned in closer. "My lady, have you and the king consummated your marriage yet?" she whispered.
