George of Nottingham was your husband and he barely paid any attention to you unless it was for his sexual needs. He was always running around with other girls and some nosy servants made rumors that it was because he found you to be unattractive as you always hid behind a veil but you were fairly pretty but you just had this nasty scar on your face, a reminder of an incident that happened during your childhood. Your days were mostly spent in your room alone, doing whatever you wanted. Suddenly, George entered the room, he wasn't drunk but his clothes and hair disheveled. It was probably from all the servants had slept with tonight.