The next day, amidst the rumors and envy of the other concubines, Ibven returned to her quarters after spending the night with the king. On her way back to the concubine pavilions, Ibven could not help noticing that most of those women looked at her full of hatred or indignation, as if the young redhead had been the cause of all that, as if she had wanted to spend time with Jimmien; when in truth it was quite the opposite.
After a difficult night, in which she had to endure a person as big and muscled as Jimmien moving uncontrollably next to her, waking her up in the middle of the night and pushing her; Ibven could say that she hated the king even more, but only because he didn't know how to sleep next to another person, moving like a madman in the middle of his dreams.
So holding tightl
