"It's a lovely day today, isn't it?" The Headmaid chuckled as she strolled along the basement. "It sure is, Headmaid. It's a very lovely day." The maids responded. The laundry room was abuzz with activity as Cleo and the other maids worked diligently, scrubbing, wringing, and hanging clothes to dry. The space was filled with a soothing sound, the rhythmic swishing of fabric being washed and the soft chatter of the maids as they shared stories and caught up on the day's happenings. Cleo, with her hair tightly pulled back, found solace in the repetitive motion of washing. As she scrubbed a shirt in front of her, her mind wandered, paying half-attention to the stories being exchanged around her. She heard snippets of conversations about funny incidents in the kitchen, rumors of new arrivals in the household, and even a few playful arguments about which maid had the highest pile of laundry. Suddenly, the laundry room door creaked open, and a maid from the bustling kitc
"What are you planning to do Melina?" Meemaw asked me. "You just watch, please come with me," I held onto Meemaw's hand tightly, my heart pounding in my chest as we sprinted through the corridors of the castle. The weight of the impending execution pressed down on me, fueling my determination to reach the king's chamber. I wasn't a good runner but I was trying as much as possible to carry my legs. Beta Kristen might have refused to give me any information, but I had an entirely different plan in mind. I knew what I had to do. My breath came in jagged gasps as we finally approached the entrance to the king's chamber. Meemaw and I came to a halt, panting and trying to catch our breath. The guards stood tall and imposing, their curious gazes fixed upon us. They must be wondering what drew of crazy! One of the guards stepped forward, his voice laced with authority. "What brings you here in such a hurry?" he asked, suspicion coloring his tone. If I were to choose the most a
My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at Elder Ryan, his words hanging heavily in the air. The weight of his declaration seemed to suffocate me, the pressure of expectation bearing down on my shoulders. I glanced at the king, searching for any hint of doubt or hesitation in his eyes, but his expression remained impassive. The entire field seemed to hold its breath, the tension palpable. The crowd around us gasped, their murmurs rising in confusion and intrigue. Some wore expressions of elation, while others mirrored my own shock. The realization began to set in that everything was about to change, that my life was about to be irrevocably altered just because of this old people. They were trying to instigate the king against me or what? As the silence stretched on, my gaze locked with the king's intense eyes. They bore into mine, an unspoken question hanging between us. I didn't know what was in his mind but would he truly declare me as his breeder? Do you even know wha
"So sorry, Melina, but you will never be able to run away from here," the voice sneered, its chilling tone freezing us in place, leaving us to ponder the ominous consequences of our defiance. Silently and deliberately, I pivoted to meet the source of the voice that resonated from behind me, only to find myself face-to-face with the formidable figure of Beta Kristen. His gaze remained unyielding, his expression unwavering. "W... w... what..." I stuttered, my trembling lips barely able to form the words I wanted to speak. "I heard it clearly. You have acquired a new responsibility now. This unfortunate turn of events might have been avoided if you had not ventured here. Our intentions were to prevent this precise scenario, which is why you were kept in the dark. However, your actions compelled the king to act against his own desires, and now, you must endure the consequences. Your movements shall forever be monitored within these palace walls, because you are now part
I entered the doctor's office, feeling a mix of nervousness and apprehension. The air was heavy with the scent of medicinal herbs, and the room was adorned with shelves filled with ancient tomes and glass jars containing various concoctions. As I approached, the doctor motioned for me to sit in the cushioned chair in front of his desk which I did immediately. I sat down anxiously, smoothing out the fabric of my dress. My heart was pounding in my chest, and the silence in the room seemed almost suffocating. I cleared my throat, breaking the stillness, and spoke softly, "Beta Kristen asked me to come, sir." The doctor nodded, his silver hair gleaming in the sunlight streaming through the window. "Yes, I am aware of that, I have been waiting for you," he replied calmly. "The king informed me of your visit." I sat silently, unsure of what to say next. The doctor's eyes were kind, yet held a hint of weariness. He said nothing after that, making me more nervous as each moment p
I woke up slowly, stretching my limbs as I blinked away the remnants of sleep. Whatever made me fall asleep last night, I couldn't help but appreciate it. Falling asleep last night was really difficult, I just had to pretend I was asleep when Meemaw came in last night, so she wouldn't ask me how the day went. Morning light filtered through the heavy silk curtains, casting a warm glow across the ornate bedchamber. The events of yesterday weighed heavily on my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled deep within my chest. Lost in my thoughts, thinking about what today had in stock for me, I barely noticed as Meemaw approached and took a seat beside me. Concern etched lines upon her face, her gaze filled with worry. She reached out and gently placed a hand on my trembling shoulder. "What troubles you this morning, dear Melina? I would like you to let bygones be bygones," she asked softly, her voice like a soothing balm to my troubled soul. Despite livin
As I heard the unexpected knock on my door, my heart fluttered nervously in my chest. A sliver of curiosity and caution mingled within me as I slowly opened the door, peering outside through the narrow gap. To my surprise, three handmaidens stood before me, their faces adorned with smiles so wide it seemed as though they had been waiting for this moment their entire lives. Like seriously!? So, this really was going to happen for real? In their hands, they held platters, each adorned with various items. "Good evening, Breeder Melina," They curtseyed. "Firstly, I would like to let you know that you are not allowed to address me that way. I will not be able to answer that unnecessary title. I hope you understand?" I said, trying to sound too harsh but definitely authoritative. "Yes, Ms. Melina," They responded, this time, there was no smile on their face and I would really love them to stay like this all through. "So, tell me, how may I help you? What are you doin
The flickering candlelight cast a gentle glow in the dimly lit chamber as the king cautiously pushed open the door to the sex chamber. His heart quickened with anticipation, for he knew Melina awaited him on the other side. He wasn't nervous about what was going to happen between he and Melina, but more worried that Melina would put up some tantrums again today that would stop them for trying to take another step in creating an heir. As he stepped inside, a wave of intoxicating sweetness enveloped his senses, causing him to shudder. The fragrance was unmistakably emanating from Melina, and he longed to immerse himself in its allure. He knew he had to control himself tonight as he could never treat Melina the way he had ever treated his concubine. Melina was more like an animal that needed to be tamed with time, attention and genuine words. With measured steps, the king approached the alluring figure that stood before him, her back turned, her presence both inviting and my