#Chapter 208: Waiting for the Consequences

I woke to knocking on my door. “Just a minute,” I called, trying not to sound too sleepy. I couldn't tell what time it was, only that it was light outside. Who didn't put a clock in the bedroom? I sat up and stretched, then grabbed my phone to check the time. My goodness! Being pregnant was making me tired. It was almost nine. I climbed out of bed and put on my clothes from the night before. I hadn't even opened the closet. I didn't care to see whether it was empty, awaiting my things, or whether the king had given me clothes that he expected to see me in. Either way, the contents weren’t anything I wanted. I opened the door, prepared to face whatever punishment the king was going to dish out at me, and instead was greeted by a rough hug from Charles. He pressed kisses all over the top of my head, drinking in the scent of me. I pushed him away and then squirmed out and underneath his arms. “They let you come see me?” I gasped. “I didn't ask,” he replied. “As if they could stop m