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"Come to bed with me..."

His eyes found his table. Danika didn't think it was possible but he looked sadder as his eyes rested on the unfinished scroll lying at one part of the table.

Then, he shook his head, "I have to finish up with work. It's a message, I need the messenger to send it out to the several kingdoms on the morrow."

"What is the message all about?" She asked softly.

Jaws locked, he looked away. "Nothing of great importance. Go and sleep, I will join you later."

The stubborn lock of his jaw told her that he wouldn't be saying anything else about the 'work', so, she accepted his words with a nod. "Alright, My King."

She has no idea when she grew accustomed to that kiss in the forehead and the belly, which he always gave her in private whenever they are about to part ways,