Isadora remained silent, unable to find the right words to respond to the Queen's inquiry, but she nodded subtly, acknowledging that the child was indeed hers.
The Queen pressed on, her curiosity aroused, "And who is the father of this child?" She walked away from the crib and stood face-to-face with Isadora, awaiting a response.
Isadora hesitated, unsure whether to reveal the truth or fabricate a lie. Just as she began to stutter, Prince Orion entered the room, his presence commanding attention. "It's my child," he declared, his voice firm and resolute.
The Queen turned to face him, her expression a mix of shock and disappointment. "Orion, how could you keep this from us? You've impregnated this woman and now you have a child together, without anyone's knowledge?"
Prince Orion stood tall, his response unflinching, "I've brought Isadora here to marry her, and that's exactly what I intend to do."
