A thousand thoughts swirled in Ileus' mind. Would she reject him? Would she stop liking her? Would she blame him? His heart sank. He knew what he had to do the next morning. He would call his wife and in front of her sack the royal healer. Yes, that was the best solution. The sneaky wolf would heap the blame on the healer and agree to what his wife does with the healer. He would be saved. The thought brought a smile on his lips and he drifted off to deep sleep. He heard others conversing. Darla was pregnant?
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