Selma Payne's POV:
At first, she was still a little ashamed, but after a few days, she had completely adapted to the life of a baby. She acted coquettishly with Kara without qualms just to get extra special milk from the head chef.
"You are depraved," I said bitterly. "Your gentleness cannot breed strong wolves. Indulging in pleasure will destroy you."
"Enjoyment will destroy me, and jealousy will also destroy you, my dear."
What was she saying?! How could you slander my reputation?
Half a month passed quickly in a stable life, and in the blink of an eye, it was June.
On the morning of the 1st, my father called me to the study room. My mother was there, along with a few officials I'd seen but wasn't familiar with.
I forced my casual greetings into my stomach when I saw everyone. Facing my parents, I calmly bent my knees and bowed. "Good Morning, Your Majesties."
