"Silly." She whispered, smiling brightly at him, causing Kiya's heart to flutter.
Kiya held her and said, "I've thought through what you said. If you don't want to live in the Imperial Palace, stay with the Desmond Family. If Dylan doesn't want to be the Sultan, then I'll let the child in Gulit's belly be.
After all, there's nothing good about being Sultan, it's exhausting.
Our Dylan isn't in the best health, it's better for him not to be Sultan. I'll give him lots of money so he can live comfortably."
"Is the child in Gulit's belly your son?" Paige asked.
"How would I know? I told you, I was dead drunk that night, and have no idea what happened."
"..."
"Don't be jealous, I was drunk that night and was thrown into her chamber by my Queen Mother, it was just that once, I've never gone back."
"..."
"I only like you."
The sweet words were moving, and before Paige could savor them, Kiya began undressing her.
"Why are you... always like this..."
