A Jealous Wife

  Aisha heard the female servants rustling in her room. But she covered herself in her thick blanket. She didn't want to wake up yet.

The Royal Consorts stories still played in her brain that she even dreamed about them!

'I never imagined myself to be married to a polygamous man!' she screamed inside her head, before furiously shifting to the other side of the bed. 

But then, her face scowled as she thought why she was being like that. She knew from the start that this was the setup. She was the 1007th Lady Consort of the King of Gaea. And she was married to him because she must give him a child.

'Why am I being frustrated right now? This wasn't a problem for me before!' Aisha grimaced before scuffling and lying on her back, still inside the blanket. 

'Is it because I am already in love with the King and I am jealous right now?' her fingers flew to her parted lips. 

  "Good morning, my lady," Rosalia greeted her.