Lord Maximus's POV
The room fell into an awkward silence as everyone pondered their thoughts, but none could draw voice out their opinions.
With a deep breath, I gestured for Melanin to take the seat beside me, which she obediently did.
After she settled down beside me, I opened my mouth to speak. “We got married last night in the presence of the high priest,” I said, but everyone remained silent.
I stayed silent for a moment before speaking again. “Melanin is already pregnant, probably carrying the future heir of this throne," I announced, and saw their eyes widen in shock. Finally, Chieftain Isaac stood to his feet.
"My king, is she already pregnant?" he asked, and I nodded.
"How..." he tried to speak but stopped, bowing his head before taking his seat. Another chieftain stood up.
