>> “W—WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!?”

Abigor screamed out on top of her lungs as she pointed at us. The one next to her stepped forward us and look at me. The Knight, quickly grabbed my collar.

As of sudden happenings, his eyes locked on me. “Wah—WAIT!” Astarte quickly stands up on the bed and confronts the Knight. Holding his arm, Astarte pleads: “You’re disrespecting the next Demon King!”

The Knight jolts out of surprise hearing the plea of the Queen, and quickly got me off of his grip. “My apologies, Your Excellency!”

He quickly bowed at me, all while I’m in awe from the sudden happening. “No, you shouldn’t apologize. Uhm, I know I am the one whose wrong here...”

“Indeed, you are the one whose wrong here!” interjecting out of the sudden, Abigor scowled. Her looks show fierce of anger. I stepped aback as she spoke.

“Abigor, what’s the matter—”

“—You’re asking me what’s the matter here?! I CAUGHT YOU DOING SOMETHING INDECENT!”

Turning her face towards the Queen, she snarls out. Astarte’s face show astonishment from her servant’s words. “YOU TWO ARE DOING SOMETHING INAPPROPRIATE WITHOUT GETTING MARRIED FIRST!”

Both of us stayed quiet. Abigor proceeds as she heaves a deep, exasperating sigh. “I never thought this day would come.”

“Abigor—”

“And you, mortal...” without letting Astarte proceeds on her words, Abigor’s eyes pierce on me. “You let yourself fall into Her Highness, the Queen’s body. You’re leering on her!”

“Wait! That’s a false accusation—It’s not what you think!” I replied.

“What do you mean? I CAUGHT YOU LOOKING AT HER WITH SUCH—SUCH MALICIOUS INTENT!”

Still snarling, Abigor grits her teeth and fuzzes her eyebrows. The Knight just glances at me with cold on his eyes.

“Don’t blame him, Abigor! It’s all my fault!” Astarte took over and glances at the servant. “I was the one who come over here and sleep with him!”

A sudden silence succumbed the whole room. No one dared to speak, only shallow breathing and my erratic heartbeat heard.

“... So, you two done it, huh?” cracking the eerie silence, Abigor mumbled.

“Huh?” Both Astarte and I left that word synchronously. “You two, did that...?”

“I don’t get what’re you saying, Abigor—"

“YOU MADE HER HIGHNESS PREGNANT, MORTAL!”

The veins from her neck snapped out as she shouts out of rage. Silence succumbed again once more.

Only her cacophonous words left echoing in my ear. “Huh?”

“DAMN IT! WON’T YOU GET IT?!” Abigor grabbed my collar with both of her hands as she shouts at me. “YOU TWO MAKE A BABY! YOU MADE HER HIGHNESS PREGNANT!”

What? What the...?

A few seconds before those words sinks in my mind. Processing. And...

“Huh!?” I snarled out of disbelief. “Wha—what are you—?!”

“You did make a baby with Her Highness. By sleeping with her in this room.”

The Knight, who remains quiet all this time, suddenly spoke for the first time. “Wha—what are you saying!? How should I supposed to do—wait...?”

I looked at Astarte, who is at the state of shocked. She seems trying to absorb all of the stuff happened right now. “Don’t tell me, you—”

“YOU MADE HER PREGNANT. YOU, A MORTAL... IMPREGNATING THE QUEEN WITHOUT GETTING MARRIED.”

Her stifle words pierce me as her grip tightened further from my collar. “Huh!? What the—I am not that kind of guy! I didn’t do anything to the Queen!”

I replied while groaning. How this is happened?! I only remember sleeping alone in this room. And this morning, I saw the Queen lying down beside me.

“Stop lying. I don’t want to hear anything anymore.”

Abigor uttered. Her voice gives exasperation, all while having weak tone. “Wait! Listen to me! I did nothing to the Queen! I SWEAR—”

“Justine’s... and my child...?”

Her soft murmur left out. Astarte touches her abdomen as she smiles, yet tears start forming in her eyes.

Huh. So, this is what’s all about.

My mind’s suddenly shut off. Cloudy thoughts fogged in my reasons. My senses start going numb. A familiar feeling arises inside me. A feeling of disgust, angst, fear, hesitation, frustration, all combined together.

“HOW’S THAT SUPPOSED TO HAPPENED!?”

The only thing I recalled was a sudden *snap* triggered in my mind and let off that feeling out inside my chest. It’s anger. Definitely it is.

Getting off from Abigor’s grip, I walked where Astarte stands and grabbed both of her shoulders. She jolts out of surprise as I touched her.

My eyes locked on hers; she’s blushing and show a bashful expression. “You. You did something to me last night?”

My voice is firm; I don’t want to hear any bullshits from anyone right now. She didn’t give me a reply, but a soft gasp left from her mouth. “Hey. Answer me.”

Her eyes avert off. What the—?!

“Hey! Look at me—”

“I embraced you last night! I embraced you tightly last night! All night as I fall asleep, I hugged you tight!”

“Huh?” I mumbled.

“I said I embraced you! Like this!” she locked me tightly in her arms as the two people, or I say, Demons (?) screams out of astonishment.

What the—

“Hey! What are you doing—?!”

“You will marry the Queen, right?” from behind me is a sinister voice whisper. An electric conduction rises up within my spine as I heard those lines.

“Huh?” I asked, tilting sideways to see the person beside me. It was Abigor; her red eyes glimmer while staring at me.

“You will marry the Queen and be the King, don’t you?”

I sense her killing intent. But why? “How am I suppose to marry a girl who I—”

“It’s because you impregnate her! By—by... by embracing each other in the empty room!”

Those cacophonously lines etched in my ear. What the...?

“Huh?” I utter. Embracing her? The Queen... I made a baby while embracing her.

What the fuck is that?