Samara's POV

I collapsed on the bed of the stuck Dwight. Lady Son and two helpers came in to take off my clothes. He bowed slightly to me.

"Are you all right, ma'am?" Lady son

"I'm tired. Can you get me a bath. I want to calm down before I go to sleep," I gently commanded the two

The two of them moved quickly and went into the bathroom to take care of what I was doing. Lady Son left us in the bedroom.

"Prince Dwight is a good man, Your Majesty," he said softly

Good?

He was indeed. I know it hurts her to agree to my wish not...