ALLAN’S POV
I woke up that morning to the warmth of the sun peeking through the windows, feeling a sense of refreshment after a good night's sleep. As I sat up in bed, I noticed the empty space beside me, where Maya usually lay. I frowned, realizing she probably slept in the guest bedroom again. Why was it so hard for her to come around?
I rang the bell to summon Jenkins, my loyal servant, who entered the room with a bow.
"Good morning, your highness . Shall I bring your breakfast up, or will you be taking it in the great hall today?"
"Ah, I'll take it in the great hall, Jenkins," I replied, yawning.
"And where's my wife? She's usually down by now, isn't she?"
Jenkins hesitated, his expression slightly uneasy.
"Well, sir, I haven't seen Lady Maya this morning. I assumed she might
