“Oh,” said Lyndon, surprised by her the sudden shift in her demeanor.
He tried his best to ignore it, grabbing her gown and moving toward her to help her put it on. He enjoyed helping her choose her gowns, and she seemed to enjoy it as well. Amberly let him remove her robes and grabbed ahold of her bedpost so he could tighten her corset for her.
“Thank you, love,” she said when he began tightening it for her. The air around her felt awkward. All of a sudden, he seemed to want nothing to do with choosing a mistress.
What Lyndon didn’t know was that she had been being pestered by his servants and advisers to choose sooner rather than later. Amberly continued the conversation, hoping that eventually, he’d chime in.
“Katerina, Darling, I’ve chosen Katerina. You two seem to have quite a
