The very next day, Miranda set out for her agreed visit to the fertility doctor, acting like she was going for a walk. She didn’t let her mate know about this; but made sure to carry protection along with her, two of her most trusted guards, along with Simba who led the way.
“Are you sure she’s as good as you say?” Miranda asked him as they headed there.
“Absolutely sure. Madame Henna knows her work better than anyone. I’m sure she’ll be able to tell what the problem is with you conceiving.”
“And then?”
Then, she’ll find what to prescribe or administer for you. There’s no need for you to worry, my queen. I’m sure she’ll find what will work for you the way she did me.”
I hope this works too, Miranda said in her heart.
They’d reached the place by the time they finished their conv
