Seventy one

A figure in the dark

Although Jeanne's mood was not affected by Xena's speech, the word lingered in her mind. For the past three years, she hasn't been in any relationship, sometimes she wished she were among the king's concubines.

Although the king doesn't touch his concubines still she prefers him than the isolation from man for the rest of her life, at least she would know she has a husband.

Occasionally she wondered if the romantic novel she had been reading had made any impact on her relationship life, she knows different ways to make a man stay committed or love you, but still, men used to leave her.

Moving closer to the king's chamber, her gaze fell on Evans, he was stretching his hands, he was a tall and huge man, and his uniform was long trousers short with his shirt, making his six-pack revealed as he stretched his hands, Jeanne's mouth patted in awe at the sight that greeted her.

It was late, his eyes were gradually closing and he yawned slightly. His lips looked a bit exha