CHAPTER SIXTY ONE
“Your Majesty,” Theo mock-bowed, a teasing smile on his face. He was clearly having quiet a great time, enjoying my ridiculous state.
“Majesty? I look absurd….I-I look like a man,” I stuttered, looking at the fashionable leather pants loosely hugging the lower part of my body and not to mention the cloth tightened on my chest to cancel it. The leather boots screamed a noble Lord just as much as my outfit. It was not exactly the most comfortable choice of clothing but Theo was clearly out to get me.
“That was what I was going for,” he answered.
“A man? That is not a comfortable disguise and can you please stop enjoying this too much Theo? And you too Mary,” I glanced at my handmaid.
“I’m sorry Your Majesty but if its helps, you do make a very pretty man
