Chapter 144

“My lady, please forgive me.”

I took another selfie, (the shit is amazing), uninterested in Mila’s apology.

She had been apologizing since morning. Well, it’s still morning, but I haven't answered her. Why can’t she take the hint and just let me be?

The other concubines had left for the cathedral and now it just remained the servants, my entourage and I. I was a bit surprised that ‘Lady Igrith’ didn’t ask her guards to bound me up and drag me to the cathedral. But then again, I suppose she doesn’t want to get on Ruarc’s bad side.

Speaking of entourage, where the fuck is Mujin?

I have a lot of questions to ask him, but I haven’t seen him since. Mila might know where he’s hiding since she served him breakfast, but I didn’t want to talk to her. Talking to her means I have forgiven her, and I didn’t want to think I have. Sighing, I face my handmaiden and friend, calling her out, “Mila?”

“Yes, my lady?”

“Apologize one more time, and I’ll rip out