Asti woke up the next morning feeling angry and crushed but managed to keep it to herself. Especially considering how kind Tiel was, helping her get ready for the day: ordering her breakfast, taking her for a walk in their front garden to relieve her morning sickness, and even cuddling with her until breakfast arrived.
It was bliss, and Asti knew other women in her position might not be as lucky. Yet she still wanted more.
Scooping a large spoonful of fruit salad into her mouth, Asti watched the morning news, occupied by thoughts of what to do next. She was going to produce the first grandchild for the family, after all. She needed to be acknowledged as such, even if it would provoke Tiel's wrath. Asti knew she was the line he had drawn—his special woman.
