Chapter 37

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The lady doctor came the next day and Mahnu sat with her, while others got ready for the trip to Harval. Since now that they have dealt with the tablet, the King had decided to see Valtac next, as he had promised to do so before even leaving Conrella.

"I'm pleased to meet you, Your Highness."

"Please, call me Mahnu." Mahnu insisted, just about ready to glare at this new addition.

"But...I can't..."

Mahnu interrupted her, "Yes you will. Mahnu is my name...And I will also call you by yours."

The lady doctor was stunned. "Yes, Your...Mahnu...I am called Jaclyn."

Mahnu smiled, happy that her order had been followed through. "Nice to meet you Jaclyn."

Jaclyn was silent for a moment, she noticed that Mahnu had an aura around her that spoke volumes. And it was too early to say if she liked her or not...

To see this lady in front of her, 'Mahnu' seemed like any other rich and noble daughter, and Jaclyn was sure that she had gotten whatever she wanted all the time.

Her hair was much nicer then hers, probably because rich ladies were able to afford to look after their hair better.

Her attire looked beautiful, having a nice soft color and certain areas that showed some lace...A rich woman's dream...

Jaclyn hadn't really been extremely poor, but she was fair from being rich...And seeing a pretty hair clip that looked as though it fluttered whenever Mahnu moved in the slightest, Jaclyn nearly rudely slumped her shoulders in defeat.

She already didn't want to go with this lady!

"In advance, Jaclyn, I am not going to harm you, nor will I force you to like me." Mahnu could only sigh to Jaclyn's thoughts.

Seeing assumptions being made like this, made Mahnu angry, but she knew from a long time ago that many humans did assume...It was a thing that they did, and sometimes they didn't even know that they were doing it...

Jaclyn stared at the consort and wondered if she tried to become a consort to have the power of having His Majesty's favor.

Mahnu knew about this 'favor' and how people have tried to get power through it, she also knew that Jaclyn hadn't thought too much into it and wondered if Jaclyn was someone who schemes or not.

But...Her thoughts only tended to think of if Mahnu herself was scheming, not letting Mahnu know if Jaclyn is one that schemes or not.

"No. I despise that kind of power Jaclyn. Let it be known to you that I love King Richard. And I don't say those words casually." Mahnu stated frankly to Jaclyn's personal thoughts.

In fact, Mahnu was wondering how she was doing. Was she talking like everyone else? Was this what it was like to have a conversation with the same sex? Was this what women...Talked about? What they thought about?

Mahnu was trying for Richard's sake, yet...It was so difficult! Already she had been assumed to be a rich, noble lady and that she was scheming to get Richard's love for power!

Jaclyn shook her head, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I didn't say that!"

"Mahnu...Please call me Mahnu...And now I will tell you something that you can't repeat, do you understand?"

Jaclyn nodded.

"You're scaring her, Mahnu." The King stood behind Mahnu, putting his hands on her shoulders, and watched as Jaclyn got up and bowed to him.

"I apologize for my beloved. Mahnu still has trouble socializing with others." Actually, the King knew and didn't care to apologize, he was more teasing his woman!

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