Chapter 66

“I'm infertile?”

I was thankful for the face mask I was wearing because it muffled my loud voice a bit and it helped to not shower the good doctor with spittle when I shouted.

After a few days of holding it off because of my pride, I went back to Doctor Ortega’s clinic and endured all of the tests she wanted to do. I had a lot of terrible scenarios in my head during and a few days after the tests, but I never imagined that one. Given the doctor's concern, I thought I was dying. The final result was even worse.

To say I was shocked was an understatement. “That's—no, it can't be!”

As the future empress, it was my responsibility to have children. If I don't get to have that… I'll be useless. If Henry knew this—

“I didn't say that,” the brown-haired doctor said, frowning a little. “I said you have polycystic ovary syndrome, Mary.”

“Same difference.” I folded my arms on my chest. “I’ve heard of that condition. I won’t get pregnant if I have it.”

“Why would that matter to you? I thou