Chapter 71 My Mate, My Queen
As we woke to a gentle knock on the door, Niklaus' smile grew wide. "Enter!" he called out, his eyes sparkling with his love for me.
"Your coffee and breakfast, my King," his servants announced, as she rolled in the breakfast cart. "Would you like it in bed or at the table?" she asked.
"Here," he said because we were both still nude under the quilts.
She places his folding breakfast tray over his lap and then goes to the other side with my tray. She stands and waits....
My eyes fluttered open, I inhaled the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. "Did you sleep well, my Queen?" the servant asked, while she was fixing my tray over my lap and handing me a steaming cup of coffee with a sweet smile.
My gaze widened in surprise. "Did she just...?" I turned to Niklaus, who nodded, his eyes shining with amusement.
As the servant bowed and departed, I stammered, "B-But I'm not a Queen."
Niklaus' lips brushed against mine. "You are now." He took a sip of his coffee,
