CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

I slowly followed the doctor into our bedroom, praying that whatever was going to happen would not cause any problems for both Nick and me. My mind was racing with fear and uncertainty as the doctor closed the door behind us.

Once inside, the doctor began setting up his equipment, while I stood nervously by the bed. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong about this entire situation.

As the doctor started his examination, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe that I was being subjected to this humiliating and invasive procedure, all for the sake of an heir to the throne.

Suddenly, I heard a loud knock at the door, and Nick's voice calling out my name. "Dennis, are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

I rushed over to the door, relieved to see Nick standing there, looking worried and angry. "Let me in, I'm not leaving you here alone," he said, pushing past the doctor and into the room.

Together, we faced down the doctor and the queen