Melanin's POV
I looked around the room, wondering why the king had sent me to this place. I walked over to the bed and sat on it, feeling the soft texture different from my old bed, which was mainly made of wood.
"What is he up to?" I asked, panic running down my spine as his words of marriage buzzed in my head.
I couldn't comprehend the fact that the king was actually considering marrying me and, to make matters worse, he would pay me off and send me away once the child was born.
"No," I shook my head in panic and held my stomach in fear. But just then, the door opened, and the head maiden walked into the room, accompanied by a maid and Zoey.
Their presence made me curious, but what intrigued me even more was what they held in their hands. They carried trays of clothes and jewelry, w
