It’s been three months of my stay in the castle, and I was gradually getting used to not seeing my friends and the royal rules.

The King hasn’t slept with me, lucky enough, but I see sluts and the Queens coming out of his room almost every night or, correctly, every night.

I could bet how lucky I am that the King hasn’t slept with me yet, but still, I was surprised; he always threatened to sleep with me anytime he wanted, and I was expecting it as soon as possible. I had made up my mind to receive him, but here I am, three months past without having sex...