she thought about what he said

Jean felt a chill run down her spine at his words. She knew exactly what he meant, and it made her stomach turn. But she had **** but to agree.

"Of course, my lord," she said, forcing a weak smile onto her face. "I will ensure the Knights of Favonius provide you with the best service possible."

Henry nodded, seemingly satisfied with her response. He turned around and walked towards the door, his hands clasped behind his back. As he reached the door, he paused and looked back at her one last time.

"Oh, and Jean," he said, his voice low and menacing.

"Don't forget our agreement. You'll be repaying me in other ways."

Jean swallowed hard, her heart racing in her chest. She **** herself to nod, hoping he would leave her office soon. But as he turned to walk out, she felt a knot forming in her stomach. What did he mean by 'other ways'?

The door clicked shut behind him, leaving Jean alone in her office. She let out a shaky breath and tried to compose herself. She couldn't believe what had just happened.

The shame and humiliation were overwhelming, but she knew she had to keep it together.

She slowly got up from her chair and walked to the window, looking out at the courtyard below. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the cobblestones. She sighed heavily, her mind racing with thoughts of what had just transpired.