Leon carried me to the soft bed and leaned over to kiss my forehead.

“I’ll have the chef prepare a feast for you,” he suggested. Exhausted, I lay back on my pillows and took a slow breath. I could barely keep my eyes open from exhaustion. I would rather sleep than eat.  I was about to drift off, when I heard the sound of the maid's footsteps, and the pouring of water into the bath.

Leon whispered in my ear, “Baby, it’s time to get up. You need a bath.”

I pretended to be asleep, hoping he would leave me alone. But instead, he chuckled and picked me up and...