From Slave To Queen (by Karyn Anderson) novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385

The Queen’s heart tightened as she nodded, her fare clouded with disconfort

The Queen sighed. “Ever since Pamela gave birth to her first child, there’s been no sign of another pregnancy

Pamela had given birth to a daughter. If only it had been a son, Fermin wouldn’t be without an heir

The Queen was seething with frustration. She secretly fumed, ‘Pamela is such a disappointment, always holding Formin back

Arthur’s brow furrowed. “The royal bloodline is dwindling–this is no trivial matter. Since Pamela fails to produce an

If one isn’t enough, then take two. How can we simply stand by and do nothing?”

That remark carried a subtle reproach toward the Queen.

The Queen, looking alarmed, was about to bow and beg forgiveness when Arthur raised a hand to stop her. “You would do well to take this marker moes to heart,” he said.

“I understand, Your Majesty,” the Queen murmured softly.

Arthur nodded, using the armrest for support as he rose from his chair. “Rest well, my Queen. I shall visit you another

He had always been like this–departing the moment his words were spoken.

The Queen had long since lost any intention of keeping him. She obediently bowed and murmured, “Bye, Your Majesty.”

Only after Arthur’s figure vanished into the night did the Queen finally allow her maids to help her rise from her knees.

“It seems His Majesty is indeed going to name a Crown Prince,” the Queen murmured to herself, her face clouded with worry.

The key to appointing the Crown Prince still lies in having an heir.

Without an heir, a crucial bargaining chip is lost.

Yet the concubine selection weighed heavily on the Queen’s mind.

The Queen thought, ‘These noble–born ladies are all pampered daughters of great houses. They’d likely refuse to become Fermin’s concubine.”

The Queen rested her forehead in her hand, carefully pondering who would be suitable to fill the role of concubine.

The maid leaned in and whispered in the Queen’s ear, “Your Majesty, I have a candidate in mind.”

The Queen raised her gaze slightly and asked, “Oh? Who do you have in mind?”

She said, “Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Kurtis has a granddaughter in the bloom of youth. If she were to marry His Highness as a concubine, wouldn’t that secure the powerful backing of the General’s estate for him?”

The Queen’s eyes brightened with delight as she glanced at the maid. “You remind me. It almost slipped my mind. Now that Kurtis has been reinstated in the capital, marrying his granddaughter to Fermin as a concubine would be the most advantageous arrangement.”

The maid smiled softly and nodded eagerly. “Your Majesty’s wisdom is beyond compare.”

The Queen pondered for a moment, then added, “Since we’re already taking one concubine, we might as well take two. Let’s find another noble–born lady from a prestigious family and have them both marry into Fermin Manor.”

The maid added, “The daughter of the Minister of Finance, Natasha i believes her status would also be a good match, Your Majesty.”

The Queen smiled, “Whether they’re suitable or not, we’ll just summon them all to the palace and see for ourselves. It’s merely a formality–marrying

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into Fermin Manor would be their privilege.”

“Your Majesty,” the maid said flatteringly. “Then we’ll arrange it for the Spring party.”

At Fermin Manor, the Queen sent word to Fermin regarding the upcoming concubine selection, instructing him to prepare accordingly

Fermin couldn’t care less about taking a concubine.

‘Just a means to continue the bloodline–hardly worth my attention,’ Fermin thought, his tone full of disdain.

The only real headache for Fermin was his wife, Pamela–she was notoriously jealous.

Fermin thought anxiously, ‘If Pamela finds out the Queen wants me to take two concubines, she’ll absolutely explode.

Fermin was growing anxious–just when he needed political backing the most.

‘I can’t afford to offend Pamela’s family,‘ Fermin thought.

As the legitimate daughter of the Beren family, she was fiercely proud and haughty by nature,

After marrying into Fermin Manor, Pamela made Fermin the center of her world, always putting his interests first.

The only regret was that she had only given birth to a daughter.

“Lucky, are you sneaking treats before bed again? Didn’t I tell you not to snack before bedtime?” Fermin gently chided, his tone full of affection for his only daughter.

Pamela wasn’t sure why he had brought up their child, but she played along, sefing,” is right, time fis, stage then, Your Highness held me just like this.”

Pamela’s lips curved into a wider smile as she recalled that day

These past few years at Fermin Manor had been quite agreeable for Pamela

Aside from the Queen occasionally giving her trouble, Fermin treated her quite well,

Pamela thought to herself, ‘At least he never took a concubine that’s one thing he did right by ma

However, what Fermin said next struck Pamela like a thunderbolt, jolting her back to reality

“Mom sent word today,” Fermin said, “that after the Spring party, she’ll arrange for me to take two conatines. She was puto dodat candidates.”

Pamela froze, her smile faltering as shock washed over her face.

Pamela thought to herself, ‘I always knew this day would come, but i never imagined the Queen would move so seiffe

‘I can’t believe the Queen is shoving two concubines into Fermin Manor all at once!

Pamela’s eyes instantly brimmed with tears. “So, did you really agree to this?” she demanded, her voice trembling

Fermin withdrew his arm from beneath her neck and folded his hands behind his head, his voice hollow. “Not having an heir at Fermin Manor a day weighed on the Queen Mother’s mind.

“But rest assured–even if I do take concubines, you’ll always come first with me.”

Fermin said soothingly, “What’s more, if any concubine bears a son, he’ll be raised as your own. You know you’ll always meat the most to me.”

The words that followed no longer registered with Pamela.

Pamela’s mind reeled in shock, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Fermin sensed her distress, but feigned ignorance. Heyawned and closed his eyes, feigning sleep.

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