Was it possible that the girl was no maiden at all, despite all the delicate, dainty airs she gave herself? Was it possible she was mentioning the names of past lovers in her prayers?
Violet resolved to ask Leo right away what he knew about the girl's past. Or perhaps William might know more, given the silly lad was often in her company. Maybe he'd pant over her a bit less if he knew the sweet little pagan had already been spoiled.
What to do with this information though, Violet asked herself? Take it to King Edward? If the girl had already debased herself in the marriage market, the king might not see her as such a handy hostage to keep. He might even decide to return her over the border.
That would be the best outcome, Violet concluded. Otherwise, she'd have to become resigned to someday soon turning a shadowy corner in the castle, only to find the chit with her legs wrapped around Leo's waist.