They all went rigid on the table from her tongue lashing.
Rose adjusted herself on her seat and sighed. "Xaden has been treated horribly, by all of us. None of us was able to stop his family from ten pain that they witnessed. It is time that we redeem."
She looked over at the table ready to listen to any questions or oppositions.
But no one said a word.
"Since there will be no additions or subtractions, it will remain standing that Xaden is protected by our law." She said. "And the moonlight pack is rightfully his as is our laws."
They were quiet again.
Then she turned to the maester.
"Maester is Bale alive?" She asked.
"From the reports, not anymore." He said.
She nodded. "Good riddance. I never liked the bastard in the first place."
There was some stiffened chuckles from the table.
"What else?" She asked now heading the table.
Cherry sat back down annoyed at her sister’s sudden appearance on the table.
"There is the matter of the slave that Xaden had taken, who was supposed to be Bale’s legitimate daughter. Turned out she was his glad daughter with a different woman. Ann was stolen and raised as their own and they named her Jessica."
"He used his own daughter as a pawn in his games?" Rose demanded in anger at all of Bale’s crimes. "How did we ever let him get this far?"
She shook her head. "New laws would be passed so that something like this would never happen again."
"Yes your majesty."
Then she seemed to be in thought. "So Jasmine is a bastard daughter?"
Cherry stiffened at her sister being inquisitive.
"Yes your majesty."
"And what do we know of her mother? Why did he hate her so much? Even if she was a bastard to have her sent to his enemies while a stolen child remained as his?" She asked as she massaged her brows.
Even her husband King Roland was not saying a word.
"We don’t know anything." The maester admitted. "About her mother."
Cherry felt where this was going.
"If I could give an opinion." Cherry said. "I do not think now is the time to snoop around for past bloodlines. As you have said We will need to make amendments to our laws and ensure that such things will not happen again. For instance her life is in danger. Who knows if Xaden will kill her. Who knows if sparing her would turn her to another version of Xaden or maybe even worse."
"I have seen the girl. She is not capable of such." Rose snorted .
"You will be surprised at what people are capable of." Cherry said.
Eventually Rose gave in and any further investigation about Jasmine was swept j see the carpet.
Cheesy breathed a heavy sigh of relief once the matter had been dropped.
The meeting was ended and then Roland went to where his wife was and began to give her a very warm massage on her shoulders.
She smiled to herself.
"You are in good spirits." He remarked.
She turned to him and gently stood up from her seat.
"Will you forgive me for all the things that I had done to you those years ago?" She asked him as she gently touched his cheek and looked in his eyes.
He pulled her waist up to him and she felt his hard on.
"I wish you could forgive me too for how I reacted towards you. You have every right to feel the way you do." He said.
"And I?" She asked looking into his eyes like a child who was trying to beg her mother for sympathy. "I who abandoned you and let you carry the burden all alone?"
He bent down and kissed her lips in front of everyone and then his tongue dipped into her mouth and she tasted his warmth.
He wrapped his arms around her, further pulling her to feel his hardness.
She moaned in pleasure, without a care that the members of court were all there.
Cherry was red in envy about to explode.
She was furious and in rage at their show of affection.
She walked up to them her face a mask of thunder.
But when it came to confront them, she had a smile on her face.
"Sorry to interrupt." She said.
They were still kissing and this time it was more fierce and passionate.
Cherry just stood there are they either ignored her or didn’t acknowledge her.
She cleared her throat.
Nothing.
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