GEORGINA'S POV.
“Can you ask your maid to leave us for a moment?” I asked Thomas, my fist clenched In anger.
Why was I getting angry? I knew about his affair and I was already way over it, could it be that his boldness to be f*****g his mistress in broad daylight while he sent Godfrey to an early grave? Or was it his lack of patience that he was just with me a couple of minutes ago, who was I kidding? He left Pamela's party to go f**k his mistress.
“Of course,” he responded, turning to her. “Ashley, please excuse us for a moment.”
“Yes my king,” she bows and turns to me. “My queen, would you need something?” She asked.
I bit my lips to stop myself from responding rudely. “I'm fine, I just want to talk to the king.”
“Okay,” she smiled walking out.
Joana tugged my gown, I glanced
