The next morning, Martha had gone to the King's chambers like she said.
At first, Lincoln had ordered the guards not to let her in, saying he didn't want to see anyone. But when Martha insisted, he just had to let her in.
"Make it quick, Martha. I have important things to do" he stated grumpily, fixing his gold belt
Huh? Why was he acting grumpy? Martha thought.
She suddenly felt a little nervous. Just a little.
"It's um...it's about Roseline, Lincoln".
Lincoln paused and turned to look at her. Was she there to tell him about her lover? He thought.
"What about her?" He asked and it took Martha some time before she finally said the words:
"She's pregnant".
*
Lincoln thought he heard something funny; Martha was joking.
Hold on... What did she just say?? Who was pregnant?
<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
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Richard had lost his appetite as soon as Roseline leftHe stood up from the dining and went into his room to stay, knowing Hapitha would clear the table. He was devastated.He knew his daughter would harbour so many hurtful thoughts about him. He knew she might probably hate him and wish he was never her father.Well, also wished he was never her father. He wished he didn't have a child so the child wouldn't have to suffer such Ill fate. He didn't want this for his daughter, but since it already happened, he had no option but to fulfill his responsibilities by protecting her. And to protect her, he had to keep her away from the world, so what happened to her mother wouldn't happen to her as well. So what killed her mother wouldn't kill her as well.Oh! He couldn't afford losing her as well. Never.There was a hard knock on his door, one that sounded desperate and
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Roseline had just finished washing her face when she came out of the bathroom and found Hapitha entering into the room. Oh! She was a little early today."Good morning, nanny" she greeted calmly, and Hapitha released a tensed smile."How was your night, dear?" She asked."Um...it was fine. You're a little early today, nanny"."Y...Yes. I just decided to".Roseline could notice something different about her. She was acting... strange.She decided to just shrug it off anyway as Hapitha got busy, dressing her bed.But suddenly, her hands started shaking and Roseline noticed it."Nanny! Nanny, are you alright? What's wrong?" She asked as she held the older woman's hand who was almost in tears."Oh Roseline..." She whimpered."Please, talk to me. What's wrong? What's wrong?
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Something similar to fear gripped Roseline immediately.Oh! Creators! The King was awake! She had indeed succeeded. She succeeded.His eyes were barely open, but with the heavy rise and fall of his chest, it was obvious he eas regaining consiousness.Princess Martha turned to Sally immediately."Quick! Get the healer out of here!" She said desperately and Sally ran to Roseline who was almost looking numb, just staring at the King."Come on, Roseline!" She hit her arm lightly, jerking her out of her thoughts.Roseline, who's eyes had been fixed on the King the whole time, tried getting a grip of herself as she stood up.The King's lids were already fluttering and without further hesitation, they gripped her hand and ran out of the room with her.Well, they knew the King just too much. He was a man with vast knowledge and knew there was a