"You absolute i***t! Have you no sense at all? The Queen finds you in bed with another woman and you don't even think to apologise? Indeed, you have the gall to suggest that she treats your – your love child as her own daughter? Good God, brother, were you thinking at all?"
"She didn't find me in bed with her!"
"As good as! And you didn't even try to make things right! Christ, Henry, how stupid can you be?!" Margaret was spluttering, both incandescent and incoherent with fury. She was too angry to stay still, striding up and down her study with swift, sharp movements. It was the only way to stop herself striking her brother.
Henry shrugged, "I think Anne took it rather well, all things considered. She only slapped me once."
"Are you looking for a second?" Margaret snapped.
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