The Queen's Court *ON HOLD FOR EDITING*

*Lady Mavery's POV*

I took another shot and reread my late husband's will.

That son of a bitch! He had a mistress and child in the nearby town of Arendale. Didn't leave me with a penny.

This will shall be instated a week after date of burial.

I ran a hand through my mess of hair on my head. He was to be buried two weeks from now. That gave me three weeks to figure something out. I rolled my eyes as I came across the letters between him and that whore of a maiden. She and her love child could burn in hell for all I cared.

What was I going to do in three weeks to make sure I didn't go back to scrubbing the streets for money?

I wiped the snot on the sleeve of my gown, downed the rest of the bottle and stood up. My mother didn't raise me to pout.

"Frida!" I called.

Seconds later, the young brunetter rushed into the room.

"Yes m'lady?"

"Prepare me for an audience with Prince!"
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*Lady Veronica's POV*

I stood behind the knight's quarters and drew my hood about my head. My breath hitched when I saw him. Walking with a swagger as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Oi!" I shouted. He turned towards me and let out a gasp.

"Lady Veronica! What brings you to the Knight's commons?"

"Quiet yourself! Now quick I need a horse!"

He looked at me and cocked his head.

"A horse?"

"Ai! And fix your neck you look like an ass! The other men won't let me ride, so I figured I'd ask a friend."

He chuckled.

"So we're friends now, ai?"

I sucked in my cheeks and narrowed my eyebrows.

"Ai! Guess so. Don't get any ideas." I wagged my finger in his face, walking past him towards the stables.

"What, might I ask, will you be needing this horse for?"

"Naught of your matters! Quick! Fetch me that saddle!"

"Nay! What would I look like to say I let a lady ride off on a horse alone?!"

"You picked a bad time to be voice of reason! Just pass me the bloody saddle!" I whined.

He clucked his tongue.

"No escort, no horse."

I bit my lip and rolled my eyes.

"You bitch worse than my mother! But fine. Hurry now. Someone is coming."

He laughed and helped me mount.

God I hated him.

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