It didn’t take me long to eat my breakfast. I ignored the glances I got from others at how fast I was eating, because pregnancy hunger was a whole other kind of feeling they didn’t understand.
One of the maids brought over a plate filled with fresh cut up fruit. I looked around the table in curiosity, seeing no one else having fruit.
“Eat up principessa.” Nìkolai stated, interrupting the silence around the room. Everyone looked over at me and my plate of fruit.
“I’m full already.” That was kind of a lie, but he didn’t need to know that.
“You’re eating for two, remember?” He had a coy smirk on his face as he ate a piece of bacon.
I sighed out in frustration as I stabbed my fork into a piece of watermelon and ate it. He smiled and looked happy as he ate some more of his food.
“Go
