"I am ruined. No man will want ta marry me!" She sobbed this out but did not pull away. "And me son is now considereda bastard, he didn't do anything ta deserve the cruelty he's ta face, ne'er mind his da and not wantin' ta take care of o' any other of his bairns. I've already brought shame to me family with this whole mess, Jacob didn't deserve that!"

And then it hit her too that them being alone together frequently was also a huge thing to worry about too even though the others that resided in the manor were friendly... There were those who might talk. She swallowed heavily and lowered her eyes.

"Aye, I am a fool. I may as well be a harlot if others knew of the time spent alone with ye... I would endure it meself but ye don't deserve ta be saddled with a woman ye don't love ta save reputation. I wouldn't trade the time away even if I was punished fer the rest o' me days for me foolishness. I cannot endure the thought of me bein' a yoke around yer neck or ye sufferin' because o' me, though. But the thought of not ever seein ye again... Tis a far worse punishment but I would take it." She lowered her head.