The witch let outa dark laugh as the gaurd released her she limpped over to the queen "Young girl so lucky, men pushy arent they.." she said and sat beside her grabbing her hands feeling the softness her eyes turned to the king "Now she has to stay with me tonight" the witch let out a hackle
The queen glared at the witch "Not my man" she said and visiously pulled her hand away from her grasp "Steffan..." her voice was shrill with fear, she didnt want to stay with this woman who know what she'd do while he was gone.