In those five days, Charles had scarcely spoken more than a few words to her, in private anyhow. In the presence of others however, he treated her with utmost politeness and even feigned affection now and then. To the casual observer he would surely appear to be a solicitous and loving husband, but when they were alone he showed no interest in her whatsoever. He wasn’t cruel or unkind, he was simply indifferent. She obviously had one purpose and one purpose only, to provide him with his heir. Due to her indisposition, he had chosen to sleep in his own room for the past week, and for that at least, she was grateful. “Will that be all, M’lady?” The politely voiced question interrupted her musings, bringing her attention back to the matter at hand. “Yes, Elizabeth,” she said to the pretty young maid who had just finished drawing her bath. “That will be all for now. Thank you.” The petite brunette bobbed a quick curtsey and left the room, knowing Melody preferred to bathe unattended.
