I waited patiently for the woman to arrive, my curiosity growing with every passing second.
Who could this Diana be? I wondered.
Just then, the door opened. The messenger walked in with a young woman following closely behind him.
"Is she Diana?" I asked.
"Yes, Your Highness," the messenger replied before bowing and quietly leaving the room.
My eyes immediately fell on the woman. She looked heavily pregnant, her swollen belly impossible to miss. Judging from her condition, she looked like someone who could give birth at any moment. She struggled to remain on her feet, and the exhaustion on her face made my heart ache.
I let out a quiet sigh.
"I heard you've been looking for me. Is there a problem?"
She tried to answer, but her voice seemed trapped in her throat.
"Oh, please, have a
