The news hit Milena like it was coming through a fog. She even took a couple of seconds to remember who Her Majesty referred to... And then, she realized. Philomenie's baby. the King's heir. Their child was finally born.
Her brother knocked again, and she grimaced.
"Come in, Raphael."
"Ugh, finally."
Her brother stepped inside the room, and immediately, made a sour expression.
"What's with that smell... Damn, Milena De Crescent, you were drinking? You? ...And all by yourself, too?"
"Don't you go and lecture me, please," sighed his sister.
Raphael chuckled, and walked up to her, taking the bottle from her hands and putting it to his lips with a satisfied expression, which made Milena feel a little better. She was used to mischief with Lucian, much less so with Raphael... She gl
