Chapter 67: Trading Potatoes

Alistair glanced over to her, the smug smile on his face was undeniable. But he did not say a word, he did not give her any signs or clues. However, Queen Roxine was not a fool either. 

"Would it perhaps have something to do with my King's secret rendezvous, earlier today?"

Alistair chuckled, "Nothing can escape you, my Queen." 

"Well, it was about time the two of you had some time together. Did anyone see you?" She asked carefully. 

"I made sure there weren't," he said without skipping a beat. 

"I wouldn't be so certain, if I were you," Roxine warned, "There've been more watchful eyes as of late."

"Don't worry, Roxine," he reassured her, "In any case, I took all the preventive measures. No one would have been able to recognize that it was me."

"But she did, didn't she?" Roxine pressed further.