My headache started to fade away and I took a few deep breaths, but I still couldn’t remember what I had just been doing or what was going on.

In fact, I was still having trouble remembering who I was.

And then it came back to me as I murmured, “I’m the king’s mistress. And he’s marrying another woman….”

“Yes, I know, my lady,” he said softly, his breathing heavy.

Who was he again? He looked so familiar. His dark eyes and hair, his god-like ...