The only visible signs of her shock are in the slight widening of her eyes, in the way that they darken and in the way that her complexion goes suddenly pale.

Other than that, she remains as still as before, as if she were in truth the delicate porcelain doll she has been called over the years.

"Is that what you think of me? That I could be so cruel as to use you so?"

Try though she might, she cannot keep the slight shiver from her words.