Their voices dropped, and I strained to hear.
"She is a witch," whispered Lady Wingfield. "The little extra finger that she goes to such lengths to disguise -- that is surely a sign."
"I myself believe she has put a spell on King Henry!" That voice belonged to Lady Rochford, my brother George's wife.
My heart beat faster as I listened, and my anger mounted. Blood pounded in my temples, my mouth was dry as dust, and my hands were shaking. How dare they speak of me like this? I wanted to shout at them. One day I shall be queen above all of you!
Their voices dropped, and I strained to hear.
"She is a witch," whispered Lady Wingfield. "The little extra finger that she goes to such lengths to disguise -- that is surely a sign."
"I myself believe she has put a spell on King Henry!" That voice belonged to Lady Rochford, my brother George's wife.
My heart beat faster as I listened, and my anger mounted. Blood pounded in my temples, my mouth was dry as dust, and my hands were shaking. How dare they speak of me like this? I wanted to shout at them. One day I shall be queen above all of you!