Lily could not understand what was wrong with her, but what she did know was that she was obeying her husband without fighting him. She walked over to their bed, and she sat next to her husband, King Aziz, who sat himself properly on the bed.

"Turn your back to me," King Aziz told her, and she obeyed. He took a deep breath. In the three months of their marriage, he had never laid his hands on his wife in an intimate way, and once he did, it was magical. Her skin was soft like silk, and most importantly, the light from their room radiated off her skin, making it...