The Royals of Silvercrest

33

Queen Celeste's POV:

Sitting inside my chamber, lying under the covers, I sigh.

It had been days since I'd spoken with Lady Giselle.

From the information I'd gathered from guards, she was still seeing the King.

In the instant I'd heard, I wanted to scream at my husband.

But he is not just a husband.

He is the King.

I stare out the window at the gleam of the morning sunrise.

I hear the distant roar of dragons in the distance.

Coming from another land where they don't dwell, it still rattles me when the ground shakes if they fly over the castle.

They are beautiful creatures.

I watch them from a distance, quite often.

By order of the King I'd been kept upon the castle grounds.

In my mind this was due to being with child.

My advisor would subtly inform that it was not.

It was control.

Time and time again I was reminded that I had no power.

I'd see by the King's actions in our short time together, beating messengers, increasing executions and so on that he was unstable. I had two days after speaking with Lady Giselle. I then broke down in a moment of weakness, confessing my woes with my advisor. He strictly warned me to keep my head about me. I wished to leave, to protect myself and my child but was told it would be abduction. Treason. An unforgivable act. My death warrant.

My mind spins as I wonder what to do.

What is the worst that could come about if she has the King's child?

I place a hand upon my small growing belly.

Her children could never end up in the line of succession.

Could they?