I sit on the edge at the foot of the bed. Klevon and I rented an inn room. Right now, he is in the bath while I comb my wet hair. I am the one who proposed this; I am even in my bathrobe and yet, I feel like I am doing something wrong. Why would I though? It is Theo’s fault for having multiple women, why am I any different? Why can’t I have multiple lovers?

‘Because you are not a King with duties to a nation,’ my mind screams but I keep it pushed down.

I remember the way Ami shakes her head at me as Klevon and...