~~Raya’s PoV~~
The thudding of my heart drowns out all other sounds in the room as Tristan asks me what I’m keeping from him. How could I have been so careless? I was so lost in the moment, so lost in his delight at the idea that I might be expecting, that I blurted out the first thought in my head without remembering the context in which I’d first heard it.
I only know that Tristan was conceived the first time his mother had s*x because of what the king told me, about how it was him she slept with and not the man Tristan has always believed was his father. And now Tristan wants me to tell him what I know, but how can I when it was foreseen that both he and Bertie would die on the same day if they ever found out the truth?
How can I tell him today when we are already in the mos
