[Post]The man was not the first to make a cuckold out of Gregory nor would he be the last. However, he was certainly the best. Thanks to the pills. But now Phoebe would never know any different. At least, that's what she would tell herself.

She watched as he got himself a drink, smirking at talk of sharing her bed. "Even if he did come home you're more than welcome to share my bed," she said with a shrug before adding with an icy tone, "He is not." If she wanted to go to her husband's bed, which she only did it of necessity once a month, she would go to him and not the other way around.

"Phoebe Yaxley," she answered at his question, "I was a Greengrass prior. Not that it'll matter. He doesn't dare speak out against me." There was a defiant and almost evil smirk on her features as she spoke with utter confidence.

"And your name?"