She turned to her right and started walking towards the direction of her chamber. Not walking past five feet, away from the king's door, she noticed Jeremy was walking in her direction.
Not stopping her movements, she kept on walking till she walked past him and stopped at his words;
"Are you okay, My Queen?" The twenty-three year old man asked her. He turned to face her back.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." She made an attempt to move but it was unsuccessful as he gently grabbed her wrist and swirled her to face him.
"Let me see for myself." He lifted her chin with his thumb and pointy finger, turning her face to left side, noticing the red mark which had reduced.
Lifting her face off his hold, she said in a small voice, "You should stop this, Jeremy."
Jeremy looked down at his father's wife, "Stop what?" He asked as he raised a brow in questioning.