Melanin's POV
“If he had thought that way, he wouldn't have made us queen,” she still said after seeing that I was going wacko with anger.
“That's because he thought the child was his own…" I said this and paused.
How could I forget that the memories I had been praying for have already come back? I've regained an essential part of my memory, and my thoughts were correct. I had s*x with the King, not the palace guard. How could I have done that when I had woken up in the King's bed?
I sighed and closed my eyes as the pain of headaches hit me, and the memory of that night came flashing into my head. I remembered everything, and this time it was clear. I groaned in pain as I recalled everything that happened with King Maximus that night. I wondered why I was framed and why the guards who
