"If I had perceived your mood to be this gloomy, dripping with such moroseness, I would have remained with my guests who are currently bubbling with mirth."
Diana snorted, the first jolly sound that had escaped her throat in a fortnight.
"My love, you have barely rested or made merry since giving birth to my little angel. Even young Earl seems to notice your vanishing in thin air. Make an appearance at the feast tonight...I promise nothing else but scrumptious meals and wine that will relish your taste buds...please, I long for your presence beside me, not as my queen but as my wife..."
Diana could feel Thaddeus’ sadness. He had always been so buoyant. Yet there he was, standing across the room, his face only a mere phantom of the man he was before.
"I am a curse in your
