Chapter Nine
She still looked angry. Her lips were a little too hard pressed together and her eyes narrowed ever so slightly when he entered the room. “I have a question, Beau,” she stated before he was even settled. “Are you ordering me to go with Vivianne to France or are you asking me to go.”
“Consider it an order.”
She remained still and proper in her seat, “Then I shall go. I am duty bound and vow bound to obey you now that I am your wife. And, unlike some people, I keep my promises.”
“I had hoped you would not make it seem so much a criminal sentence.”
“If being lied to and sent into exile isn’t a punishment, then what is?”
“It’s meant to protect you. As your Master and husband, I wish you to be safe.”
Her eyes flickered with the fire he remembered from their very first meetin
