Don't Push Me 2Hv Affairs is a story of a royal family feud that went beyond the palace. King Edward at 55, has no heir. They passed the blame to young Queen Salome Who will blame her if she is having affairs to prove it wasn't her fault?
Don't Push Me 2Hv Affairs is a story of a royal family feud that went beyond the palace. King Edward at 55, has no heir. They passed the blame to young Queen Salome Who will blame her if she is having affairs to prove it wasn't her fault?
"If you cannot divorce her, get a girl impregnated and marry."
Princess Kate told King Edward and left.
She was the eldest of the three children of late King Anderson, in her late fifties.
Queen Salome walked into the parlor.
In contrast to the sad mood of King Edward, she was feeling honey, so much honey, that she encircled him in her arms and wetted him with kisses.
She had because of biological reason, stayed away in her apartment for three days without coming to his apartment.
She threw him a curious look feeling her kisses were wasted as he was not jazzed up and queried him "Would you sex me with the blood?" She lifted her skirt and dropped it back as fast as possible.
She had told him she was seeing her menses.
King Edward had taken in a long breath, heaviness in his heart
"What is it?" She now sat down, insisted to know what's bothering him.
King Edward knew whom he married-- a fire girl, so capricious a human.
He promised her he will treat her like an Angel before she accepted to marry him despite her mom's support.
But Princess Kate had never been in support of the marriage, citing the age difference.
She was 22-years old then, and now she is 25 and he is 55.
Princess Kate's grouse was that younger wives of her age dominate their husbands and she, dominating him, would impugn on her authority in late King Anderson's household.
She stands in loco parentis and does not need permission to monitor what happens in their parents' household.
Imagine. King Edward in his late fifties without an heir is still loving like a boyoyo!
No! Queen Salome will go, if possible.
With their dog and cat relationship,should Queen Salome, get wind that it was Princess Kate who told King Edward what he want to tell her, Hell would be let loose.
But does it matter?
A man has to lock his heart and his ears and do what his people told him in a childless marriage.
"Tell her to give us a child, an heir to the throne or marry a new wife. Period!"
"Before the birthday," Princess Kate had added.
That was last month, what they told King Edward before Princess Kate came to say it again this morning in another dimension.
" My sister said we have no heir and my cabinet is worried." King Edward let the cat out of the bag.
"Does your sister have to tell us our need?" Queen Salome asked him" Your sister is your eyes, your sister is your mouth, everything your sister. In fact, you need a punch in the face!" she washed King with acidic words.
King Edward swallowed what she said and was ready to swallow it again and again because a man who had decided to marry a new wife does not mind the whining of the old wife .
" This is not about Princess. My cabinet is desirous for an heir." King Edward, emboldened, pointed out, pushing an agenda.
She sprang from the sofa as fire girl and pulled him, pulled him...
King was as heavy as a metal box in the sofa.
" You must impregnate me today! " She thumped, fumed, kicked off her stilettos.
The first day they married, she told him the kind of man she wanted. The man must be ready to fight, fight and settle, that she was not a pretender. Without fighting and settling, love cannot be tested.
Therefore dragging a King was not an eyesore. After all, a man who
wants a child must have sex with his wife whenever and wherever.
"Useless People" She muttered as she came back to her apartment "The first queen was here for eighteen good years with only a daughter and they didn't read riot act for her."
She twirled in front of the mirror of her vanity table , ready to go out. Where? To the clinic.
Dr Mirabel brought the result of her test to her in her office where she was waiting.
"Your Highness. There is nothing wrong on your side." she announced to her and stopped short of going further because of the parties involved. The royal family.
She threw the result into her drawer. It was not comforting.
If she packs away now and end the marriage, the test will not prove anything to them, they will still say, she was infertile and for that reason she left.
Only pregnancy and child_If she could be pregnant and give birth now, she could go tomorrow, nothing to debar her.
She called her mom," Princess Kate is engineering the so-called cabinet to force King to marry a new wife."
She wept on the phone, blaming her mom.
"You said you have done a test?"
"Yes. Mom." she answered her.
" Has he done any? " her mom asked,referring to her husband.
Hearing King Edward had not done any test, and they wanted to marry another wife, her mom, deaconess Mary said, " Give me time!"
"Time to do what, mom? I told you I didn't want to marry him."
" I said, give me time!" her mom shouted, warning her" No divorce, okay? "
Deaconess Mary, of the Machiavellian school of thought is not denying the role she played in the marriage, though, she never told her, but she knows how to skin a foolish man and his people.
How and when would Queen Salome prove that she is fertile? What would her mother do?
Time is short. Soon, King's birthday will come and pressure will mount on him.
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