Chapter 92: Next round

Joanne was bubbly but severe, and she was avoided by the other concubines when she got the chance to sit with us. She seemed upset, but she managed to smile at me to avoid some misunderstanding while they were waiting for the contest to start.

Lady Maureen didn't bother to hide how she disliked Joanne for being barbaric, while Sarah was still stoic. Joanne's face flushed in humiliation; she cleared her throat before she laughed nervously.

“Did they think I'm an animal? I can't understand why they are looking at me like I don't have the reasons to stay on the bench.” She whispered in my ear, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling bad for her. I hoped I had an answer for her because I knew how it felt to be embarrassed, even though she didn't do anything wrong against them.

“You are beautiful. The truth is, I like your tattoos. Where did you get it?” I asked, hoping she wouldn't be attentive to the other concubines. I was sure they were trying to provoke her so she wouldn't be part of