His handsome face is suffused with rage. He stands before me shaking, then to my disgust, bursts into noisy tears; “I shall tell my mother of you!” he sobs and crashes out of the chamber

His handsome face is suffused with rage. He stands before me shaking, then to my disgust, bursts into noisy tears; “I shall tell my mother of you!” he sobs and crashes out of the chamber

– Alison Weir –

Innocent Traitor

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