First time

I was in that room again, with the difference that I didn't feel like I was waiting for the King, but for Johannes.

We were closer and I felt more comfortable with him. Of course, I didn't forget why he was next to me, why I wasn't either executed or sent to the mines or any other place of hard work. He wanted a son, an heir of Alpha blood.

The lights weren't off like the last time, which gave me the opportunity to really look around. The room was magnificently large and beautifully decorated. Much more than the room I was staying in.

The curtains that descended from the high ceiling were cream colored with gold embroidery. The top part, the skirt of the curtain, was reddish, with a fringe of gold. The bed was huge, and I already knew that. The bedding was impeccably white, fluffy, with a bedspread intricately threaded with gold, a work of art. Reddish rigs with gold fringes were all over the floor and the whole room smelled like absolutely nothing.

However, I knew that Johannes was a