Gwen
I looked away from the monitor, I already knew what it was about to reveal. “It looks like you’re about four weeks along.” the technician said. Lazarus clapped his hands and grinned like the i***t he was. “That's amazing! It seems like we conceived on our very first night.'' His smile was venomous.
Since his men captured me, Lazarus has been paying me daily “visits”. He was determined to have a royal child. I had laughed at him, telling him that I was over 40, and the chances of me conceiving were slim. He tsked at me and wagged a finger. He already knew who I was, so my attempts to deceive him were void.
I am from the original line of Hildith the first White. My ancestors were some of the strongest witches and wizards in the world, and now there are only two of us lef
