Rodrigo stared at the woman in front of him.
His lips parted slightly in disbelief. He tried to speak, but no words came as he wondered where she'd gotten the sheer audacity from.
"You cannot stay here.."
Nina stared at him, her fingers tightened against her dress.
Her lips quivered, and a tear dropped from her eyes.
"I know you don't want me close.'' she swallowed. ''I won't lie on your bed," she said.
Her eyes moved around the room before settling on the couch. She pointed at it.
"I'll stay on the couch, I promise, I won't disturb you."
Rodrigo placed the medicine down.
"A man and a woman cannot stay in the same room."
He said,
"Why not?" Nina asked, her eyes staring at him.
Rodrigo blinked, wondering if she really didn't know why or was pretending not to.
He cleared his throat and stood.
"You won't be comfortable here. I'll get guards to…"
"But we are married. Do husbands and wives not sleep together?"
