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Katherine POV

In the whole journey in carriage, only those words keep moving in my mind. 'Have a child with his majesty.' but how!

Charles did not even look at me. My eyes fell on my reflection on the mirror of the carriage. Though the youngest, I have been entitled as one of the most beautiful girls in my empire. But here since i did not look like them, i was not even average anymore.

My hands touched my cheeks that always have a rosy hue on it. And my hairs that were longer than my hips, would I be able to convince him to spend a night with me, and even if I would, would it be worth it!!

"But as the duchess said, what choice do i have!!"

"Your majesty, we are here."

I nodded as Sir Richard forwarded a hand as he walked towards the door of the carriage. His hand still had the bandage wrapped in it.

I looked at the hand coldly and held the door tightly as I climbed down.

He looked at me confused but took his hand back.