Alle Kapitel von Curvy Queen by Contract - Luna by Fate: Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

JORDAN'S POV“Your Majesty, the Queen's stress is beginning to affect the child,” Alden said, and every thought in my head disappeared. I stared at him across the desk while his warning settled in my chest, then asked, “What exactly does that mean?” Alden remained calm as he replied, “It means you need to listen before frightening yourself with conclusions I haven't given you.”“Is my child in danger?” I demanded as I moved around the desk. Alden sighed before answering, “The child is healthy at this moment, Jordan.” I stopped beside him and asked, “At this moment?” His expression tightened as he explained, “Scarlett's body is recovering from an injury while also supporting a pregnancy. She needs proper food, sleep and considerably less stress than she is currently allowing herself.”I thought about the library after midnight, the council documents spread across our chambers and every time Scarlett had waved away her pain because there was something more important to do. “She said she

JORDAN'S POV“Someone paid them to challenge the Queen's position,” Lord Theron repeated after I ordered him back into the council chamber. Scarlett stood near the window with her arms folded, while Elias closed the doors behind us and dismissed the remaining guards. I looked at Theron and asked, “How certain are you?” The older adviser met my gaze before replying, “Certain enough that I would not have approached Her Majesty without evidence.”“Then show us,” I ordered. Theron reached inside his coat and placed a folded document on the table before explaining, “My nephew works with the western treasury houses. Three days ago, he noticed unusual payments connected to families represented on this council.” Scarlett moved closer and asked, “Which families?” Theron hesitated before answering, “Harland, Marius and two western nobles who attended today's meeting.”I opened the document and studied the numbers. “These amounts are too small to purchase an army,” I observed. Theron nodded and

JORDAN'S POV“Your father will protect you,” I had whispered, and hours later, I still could not explain why the words had felt so natural. I sat alone in my study long after the palace had gone quiet, staring at a security report I had already read three times without understanding a single sentence because my mind kept returning to Scarlett's chambers and the movement beneath my hand.The child was not mine. I knew that truth better than anyone because Scarlett had never hidden her pregnancy from me, and our contract had addressed the matter before we married. Her child would be publicly recognized as the royal heir while our arrangement lasted, but my personal claim ended when the marriage did. At the time, I had agreed without hesitation because the baby had been nothing more than another detail requiring protection.“So why did you call yourself the father?” I asked the empty room. No one answered, which was fortunate because I doubted I wanted to hear another person's explanatio

JORDAN'S POV“This is the woman your kingdom calls Queen?” the ambassador asked, and the silence that followed was so complete that I heard one of the fires crack near the far wall. Scarlett stood beside me without moving, but I saw her fingers tighten around the fabric of her gown before she calmly released it again.I looked at the ambassador and said, “I will give you one opportunity to correct yourself.” The amusement on his face weakened slightly as he asked, “Correct myself, Your Majesty?” I stepped away from my throne and replied, “You entered my palace, accepted my hospitality and laughed at my Queen. I suggest you choose a different way to introduce yourself.”The ambassador bowed, although the movement carried little respect. “Ambassador Lucan of the Crimson Territory,” he introduced himself before looking at Scarlett again. “And I meant no personal insult. I was simply surprised.” Scarlett raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do your people usually laugh when surprised?” Lucan smi

JORDAN'S POV“Jordan, there's no one watching us anymore,” Scarlett whispered, and my eyes followed hers to our joined hands. I released her immediately, so quickly that the movement felt more suspicious than simply continuing to hold her, but it was already too late. Scarlett had noticed, and judging by the expression on her face, she was thinking the exact same thing I was desperately trying not to think.“I forgot,” I said. Scarlett looked at me and asked, “You forgot you were holding my hand?” I glanced toward the empty receiving hall before replying, “We have spent three days pretending in front of foreign delegations. It became a habit.” Her eyebrows rose slightly as she repeated, “A habit.” I nodded and said, “Exactly.”The silence that followed was unbearable. I knew the moment the last guest had left because I had watched Lucan walk through the doors and silently celebrated his departure. I knew the room had emptied, and I knew no one remained close enough to care whether Sca