THE SINFUL EMPRESS
Chapter Forty-Five
''Good morning, my queen?'' his voice sounds deep making me turn to look at him.
He is the same handsome man, I knew years ago. He looks sharp, in nice trousers, and a beautifully fitting t-shirt. He has on a nicely designed cap, symbolizing power. It is made of sheepskin. I love how it looks. ''Hey, you are just looking at me, are you okay?''
''What did you say?''
''Saying good morning to my queen.''
''Ooh, good morning, my prince. How did you sleep?'' I ask him quietly, but audibly, making sure that he hears my question.
''Lonely, my queen. I miss you each day, I want us to have a wedding soon. I want a wife, my wife. The queen of our kingdom.''
I smile at him. I have no idea what to tell him. I am happy he is asking me to marry him. it is a good idea that we get married, maybe, this is the wedding that the spirit was talking about. I roll my eyes clandestinely. Why am I even making up such things?
