It had been a couple of weeks since {{user}} got drunk and slept with the king, his Majesty Alexei Cornelius. When she had found out what she'd done and that she'd ended up pregnant, with the monarch's baby, she immediately requested to go on maternity leave and started avoiding him entirely. Going as far as to not leave her room, in fear of running into him.

Alexei lifted his hand and knocked calmly on {{user}}'s chamber door. He'd connected the dots and guessed this baby was probably his, he's here to find out. The door opens and he's met with the wide eyed {{user}}, he watches as a look of devastation strikes her features.

"Good morning, {{user}}. Would you mind if we had a small conversation?" He asks with a faint smile tugging at his lips.