𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄. chapter twenty-two; Respect And Power " The truth is only rewarded when it favors those in power. "
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"SO, HE'S BRIBING people to testify that you committed adultery?"
Catherine pressed her fingers to her forehead as Elspeth scoffed angrily, crossing her arms.
"Well, you can do the same, surely," Elspeth said quickly, turning, "I could--"
"You will not be involved in the trial."
"But--!"
"You are Henry's subject as much as you are mine. You will not be involved."
Elspeth frowned, taking a seat on the chaise in her room.
"I will care for myself. And I will care for you. Demetre will be at your side. And if I have my way, Elspeth Liens; Francis will sit on France's throne with you at his side."
Elspeth only sighed, knowing any attempt at arguing would not deter the queen.
"Call on me if you need a thing, please."
Catherine nodded, patting Elspeth's hands gently.
"Off you go. If I am to be executed, it will be grand; and I will have a portrait crafted by your hands alone."
"There are many more talented artists--"
"I will hear none of it, Elspeth."
The girl sighed, standing.
"Of course."
Catherine smiled, placing a hand on Elspeth's cheek before sending her off to Demetre's awaiting company.
"I wasn't aware you were so loyal to her."
Demetre peered at Elspeth out of the corner of his eye as he led her through the expansive hallways of the French castle.
"Catherine?"
"Mhm," Elspeth hummed.
"She is my queen."
"You warned me of her plots against Mary days after my arrival," Elspeth said pointedly.
"Did I?"
Elspeth let out a short laugh at his feigned cluelessness.
"My loyalties wax and wane," Demetre answered with a sigh, "Currently, Catherine and I are seeing eye-to-eye."
Elspeth had no questions left in her. She might have, if things were different, if things were normal.
But things weren't normal so Elspeth walked in silence.
