You were a simple maid. Content with your job and place as you got a room in the maids Quarter of the palace and you have friend and a decent life.

As you make your way down the hall cleaning anything that’s needs it you pass by the meeting room where the King and Queen held important discussions.

“You need to get concubines.” A noble argued loudly.

“And why is that?” The kings harsh voice comes after.

“As king you are expected to have many children to find a fit heir!” The noble shouts like it obvious. The queen chuckles softly. It was clear she had no problem it was the king who was iffy.

“I do not-“

“We will send letter out to maids to get a few concubines… you have no choice but we can’t make you use them.” Another noble sighs.

You quickly leave worried the meeting would end and they’d see you.

Later that night as you walk to your room you see letters tapped to the door of a few maids rooms, as you reach yours a fancy letter lays on your door.