The queen slipped on her heir’s chambers during the night as her child was taking a bath. She dismissed her heir’s servant girl with one stern glance before getting on her knees behind her offspring and grabbing a wet cloth left by the servant, willing to care for the fruit of her womb.

However, the frown marring her immaculate features was a telltale of how disgruntled was she at her babe, her sweet child. Her only child now.

The way she touched their back is almost reverent despite the anger still fluttering on her lilac eyes.

“Sometimes I want to confine you to this chamber and never let you out," The queen admited, barely audible.