Annie's POV
Katherine looked dubious as she looked between the Lord and me before turning and giving me a sad smile.
"Brenda, go get changed, dear," she tells Brenda, and l swallow the bile that rose in my throat. My cheeks warmed under his look, sickened he was anticipating that I should strip before him.
"Excuse me, my King, however is there a reason why you have asked her to change before you?"
"She's a liar, now change," he orders. I take a look at Katherine, and she gestures, advising me to do what he has asked and motions for me to take off my peasant dress. My fingers shudder as I attempt to unbutton.
"Please, sir," I mumbled.
"Quiet, remove them," he says, ruling out contention when a male worker strolls in.
"Out!" The King orders the man; he surges off before Katherine stro
