Pregnant.The words resounded in Roseline's head.Her jaws dropped immediately as she looked at the princess, wondering if she was playing with her emotions or something."What...did you just say?" She asked fraily, her voice helplessly shaking."I'm as surprised as you are, Roseline" Martha shook her head. "I mean...when the healer had told me about it ..I was really surprised. You didn't know about it, did you?"Roseline couldn't say a word and only shook her head as she was too muddled to react.She was pregnant? Like... carrying a child? She was going to be a mother soon? Good lord! She was pregnant?!"Roseline..." Martha called tenderly and held her hand, making her look at her. "Who's responsible?""For what?" She asked, completely oblivious to the whole thing."For the... baby. Like, who's the father of the child?" Martha spelt it out f

Valerie's jaws dropped immediately. Whaaar??? Her eyes darkened as she looked at the maid in front of her.  "What the hell are you talking about?" Her voice was cold and deadly. "My mother told me, Mistress. She told me when she'd passed out, she noticed it and even told the princess about it" Anna explained. The physician was actually her mother. Valerie felt her heart suddenly become so heavy as she walked some steps away, staring down at the floor. Roseline was pregnant? She was.... pregnant?? For who exactly? For the King?? "Good saviors" she mumbled, her brows furrowed deep in confusion.  That lady was pregnant?? How possible?? And even Martha knew about it???Could it be possible it's for the King? But .. she wasn't so sure they've told him already.  "Mistress, are you

Roseline rushed to stand in front of the window.   "Oh! How do I get home Martha? It's raining so heavily" she asked worriedly, looking out the window and immediately, Martha joined her.  "Well, if you can't go home today, you might just spend the night here. Right?" She asked with a shrug. "What? You should know I can't, Martha. I lied to my father I was only taking a walk with you and he's only going to end up being so worried when I don't get home. So, sleeping here isn't an option, Martha" she explained.  "Urgh! Fine, then. Let's just wait and pray the rain subsides soon" she answered and walked away, leaving Roseline in dismay.*Martha suggested they waited in her room and Roseline having no choice, had to go with her.  The rain was still quite heavy and considering her condition, she couldn't help but falll asleep as soon as they were

"isn't that Roseline?" Valerie asked, pretentiously surprised. Lincoln watched quietly and couldn't say a word.  Roseline? With Aiken? Why were they together in that manner? Kissing? A pain he never knew existed, struck hard at him immediately.   "Wow! So, they were lovers afterall? No wonder..." Valerie muttered, expecting Lincoln to ask her *no wonder what?*But he didn't.  He just stared confusingly at them as they had already stopped kissing and just stared at each other He took his gaze away from the scene immediately and without saying a word, he turned around and started walking away.  Valerie smiled mischievously to herself and went after Lincoln. As she walked beside him, she could notice it; could feel it. He'd turned extremely cold and it kind of hurt he to know he was acting

Roseline was pacing restlessly in the room when Martha rushed in and told her the King was calling for her in his chambers."Huh?? Why???" She asked worriedly, her heart beating so rapidly."Come on, Rose. There's nothing to be worried about. He only wants to talk about the baby" Replied Martha as she held her hand and led her out of the room.**Roseline arrived at the King's Chambers and had a conversation with him about the baby. She explained how it happened and also made him understand that was the reason she was actually there at the palace because she'd been looking for a means to tell him about it. Lincoln also poured out his worries of seeing her with Aiken the previous night and Roseline was dumbfounded because she had no idea he'd seen then. She took out time to explain it to him as well that it was just a game and pleaded forgiveness.*In the end, Lincoln had t