The Queen is Man
He looked up.
The physician lifted his head. He had a jagged scar running from his temple to his jaw, a reminder of the fire that had leveled their village. His eyes were dark, flat, and currently fixed on Noah with a piercing clarity.
Noah’s breath hitched. Daniel. The brother who had pushed him into the cellar before the raiders came. The brother he had mourned for five years.
"Abigail, this is Daniel. They say he’s the best in the North for... fertility." Ethan’s hand settled on Noah’s shoulder. The weight was 3D, a crushing reminder of the King’s presence. "Check her. Tell me why my bed remains barren."
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