The healer looked nervous, his eyes darting between Xaphen and me as though he’d rather be anywhere else. We were in one of the palace’s smaller rooms, trapped within walls of truth that would make or wreck us.
“King Xaphen, Your Majesty,” he began, trying to keep his voice steady. “After reviewing the test results… we can confidently say that my King, Xaphen, is fully capable of fathering children.”
The silence stretched for a minute, but I could feel Xaphen’s gaze. He wanted to hear the last words before dropping his judgment.
He turned to the healer, his tone flat. “And Junia?”
The healer glanced at me, almost as if he pitied me. “For Queen Junia… the results are inconclusive. There’s no clear evidence of infertility, but nothing definite either.”
“Inconclusive?” Xaphen’s voice w
