Part 18:
link “Thank you, Gemma, that will be all,” Arthur tells the serving girl when Gwen comes out from behind the changing screen in her dressing gown, heading for the large tub filled with steaming water.
“My lord?” Gemma furrows her brows, confused.
“You may go, dear,” Gwen says gently intercepting her husband. “I do not require any further assistance this evening.”
The girl hesitates another moment, then her eyes widen and she flushes scarlet. “Thank you, my lady,” she curtseys...
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