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----Skylar POV----
“Who could it be? It is rather late,” I whispered.
“Who is it?” Stella asked timidly.
“It is I, Edmund, escorted by Alpha Viktor, come to inquire about the present state of my mate. Is she awake and well?”
“Your Highness, just a few moments—please excuse us,” Stella replied, her eyes wide with alarm.
“We have brought the doctor with us as well,” Edmund added.
Stella handed me another shawl to better cover myself and quickly walked to the door. I rose to my feet just as she opened it, revealing my father standing beside the King. Behind them stood a solemn-looking man whom I assumed was the physician. Stella bowed deeply as they entered. I curtsied as gracefully as possible, considering my nightgown.
“Your Highness, I apologize for my attire. As it is late, I
