After weeks of relentless work—both in his office and in his bed, attempting to produce an heir—Claude was finally enjoying a rare, peaceful slumber. But that tranquility was shattered by a relentless pounding on his door.
Claude groaned, pulling a pillow over his head to block out the disturbance, but the muffled shouting that followed was impossible to ignore.
"Father! I finally found it!" Morion's voice rang through the halls.
Claude exhaled sharply. Lately, Morion had been sleeping in her own room instead of sneaking into his.
On more than one occasion, she had even attempted to tuck herself in among the women in his harem after they were having sex—a habit that greatly concerned him.
The last thing he needed was for her to pick up on something inappropriate.
That was why he had reinforced his room with a powerful sealing spell. Even with her impressive magical abilities, she couldn't break through it.
