Clara’s POV
I walked into Amelia’s room and found her sitting by the window, staring blankly outside. She looked… broken, like her whole world had caved in.
“Locking yourself up all day won’t solve anything, you know that, right?” I said gently. She didn’t respond, just kept her eyes fixed on the glass.
“Amelia, ever since the day you found out you’re pregnant, you haven’t stepped out of this room. Don’t you think it’s time you tell the king and Klaus about your pregnancy?” I sat down on her bed, facing her.
Slowly, she turned her head toward me, her eyes hollow. “And how exactly do you expect me to tell them?”
I sighed. “Well, it’s simple really. You walk up to the king and go, Hey your majesty, you should go and start getting baby diapers, I’m pregnant and it’s your son.’ Then you g
