I slowly blinked my eyes open to see King Archer sitting on the blue couch angrily looking at me with his other wives by his side, staring at me with regrets; I wondered why they gave me such a look.
My eyes drifted to the doctor standing by my left, wearing his beaked mask, leather gloves, and long coat. What was the need for calling a doctor for a mere situation?
"What's going on?" I finally found my voice as my eyes landed on the King, who was burning with fury. I wanted to know the curse of his anger.
"My Queen, you are one month pregnant," The Doctor said, making me nearly choke as I giggled; that was just so funny to me because it wasn't possible.
"You're joking with me now, right? You better stop the joke and be serious because it isn't funny," I snarled as I sat up.
"My Queen,
