“Lady? I’m no lady. I’m the queen.
“My sister will be surprised to hear that.”
“Lord Ryman crowned me his very self.” She gave a shake of her ample hips. “I’m the queen o’ whores.”
No, Jaime thought, my sweet sister holds that title too.
“I thought there was something wrong with me because I didn’t feel ugly when I killed Nick Boyle—I felt good. That’s why it was so easy to lie about it.”
“Like you didn’t do anything wrong?”