FORTY
Vasco and Bianca were married that day, so the king could return home safely with his daughters. His guards kept a close watch on the traitorous steward, as if they thought his corpse might spring back to life again, and stuck him in a cart alongside the barrel of poisoned wine.
The girls huddled together in a second cart, barely saying a word, aside from a listless farewell to Bianca as their own cart rattled off down the road.
Leaving Bianca alone with her husband. A man she suddenly didn't know what to say to.
"Oh, good. I caught you before you dragged him off to bed," an elderly voice cackled.
Kun. Of all the things to say...Bianca felt her face grow red.
Vasco curled an arm around Bianca's waist and bowed to the old woman. "So you have heard our news, then. I couldn't
