"Are you sure he is not going to leave you pregnant and alone only to attend some business trips?" Elizabeth inquired in a low tone.

As soon as Céline had reached home with Damien, she stylishly dragged Céline into her room for questioning.

"Aunt, it's too early in the morning for these kinds of interrogation. I am tired." Céline whined, passing a hand over her messy hair.

She had such a peaceful night in Damien's arms. He kept whispering sweet words to her until they had both falling asleep on the large romantic bed back at Charles' palace of a home. It was the kind of bed, Céline referred to...