After a painful wedding night, the fifteen-year-old Queen Margaret left her husband's room in tears. It was certainly not like the wedding night her parents had described to her, and she knew she would never sleep with Henry again. After all, she would rather take a lover than sleep with a husband who did not love her in any way.
While passing through the corridor, Margaret saw a man. He had dark and curly hair, along with two beautiful green eyes. She fell in love with him at once, like a Queen had never done before.
“You look troubled, Queen Margaret. Is something wrong?” The man asked before looking at her.