Ivy’s POV
I had been called a princess before, but that was normally because I was turning guys down for a date and included the words rich and spoiled in front of them. Never in my life have I had someone call me ‘your majesty'. I was so confused now,
“Inga.” Niko barked, “Are you sure?”
Inga nodded, “I don’t know how it’s possible, but she’s got the golden royal aura surrounding her, and it explains the pregnancy.”
“Will someone explain what the hell is going on here?” I cried out, stamping my foot like a little child throwing a tantrum. I was pregnant, though, so I could just blame the hormones if anyone judged me on it. I needed answers, and I needed them now.
Elena stood up carefully, eying me very differently than when I arrived. “It’s best we move this discussion to somewhere m
