From Slave To Queen (by Karyn Anderson) novel Chapter 386

Chapter 386

Fermin had closed his eyes, but at Pamela’s words, his eyes snapped open, full of anger.

His eyes blazing with fury, Fermin glared at her. “You refuse? By what right do you dare refuse me?” His icy tone instantly shattered the warmth that had just filled the air.

Fermin was growing irritated. He’d spoken to Pamela in a civil tone, yet she dared give him attitude.

“I have no right?” Pamela’s voice rose sharply as she turned and sat upright.

Tears welled in Pamela’s eyes. But seeing Fermin frown with that cold, indifferent look, she couldn’t help but think, ‘How can he be so dismissive?‘ Her anger flared.

“Get up,” Pamela snapped, shoving Fermin and yanking the covers off him.

Fermin was utterly furious. He bolted upright and roared, “Stop this nonsense, Pamela.”

Pamela glared at Fermin and shot back, “Am I being unreasonable, or are you the one breaking your vows?”

Pamela’s voice dripped with unspeakable disappointment, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Have you forgotten what you swore when you sought my

hand?

“You vowed never to take a concubine, to cherish only me. And now, after mere years, you’re already planning to take a secondary wife?”

“Did all those solemn vows just go for in vain?” Pamela demanded, her voice trembling with betrayal.

Fermin’s temper flared at the mention of this. Back then, he’d had no political backing whatsoever.

He was politically isolated, with no solid foundation to rely on. Only by marrying Pamela could he secure her father’s political backing.

Only women truly took their vows to heart. For men, only grand ambitions mattered. Yet Pamela had actually taken those words to heart.

Fermin thought irritably, ‘Why can’t she understand? With my princely status, how could I possibly have only one principal wife? Even if I were willing, the Queen and the King would never consent.’

Fermin had always thought Pamela should have known better, but to his surprise, she was now using this very matter to give him grief.

“Things are different now, Pamela. Don’t you see how incredibly naive you sound? I’m a prince of the realm–how could I possibly have only you as my principal wife? Even commoners have several wives and concubines.

“If you had borne me a son, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. But three years have passed, and all you’ve borne me is Lucky. Do you really think that’s justifiable?”

At Fermin’s icy words, Pamela’s eyes flew wide in shock. Tears fell heavily onto the back of her hand, drop by drop.

Pamela jabbed a finger at Fermin’s nose, her voice raw with pain as she shrieked, “Your Highness, how can you say such a heartless thing? Who knows. better than you why Lucky is my only child?”

Years ago, while pregnant, Pamela went out with Fermin.

Unexpectedly, they were ambushed by assassins. In that perilous moment, Pamela threw herself in front of Fermin, shielding him.

The blade pierced through her abdomen, one inch to either side, and both she and her unborn child would have been dead.

The imperial physician exerted every effort to save both Pamela and her daughter.

Though Pamela survived, her body was permanently damaged–she could never conceive again.

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Chapter 386

This matter was well known throughout the royal family, including the Queen and the King.

Yet now, Fermin was blaming Pamela for her infertility. She couldn’t possibly endure such cruelty.

Pamela’s bitter reproach struck a perve, making Fermin flush with shame.

True, she had saved his life, but Fermin thought, ‘Haven’t I spent all these years making it up to you, Pamela?”

His household was spotless—not a single concubine or maid in sight, and nothing improper or disorderly about his private life. He didn’t even keep a bedmaid to warm his sheets.

I’ve done more than enough,‘ Fermin thought to himself.

Seeing Pamela sobbing uncontrollably, Fermin sighed and gently drew her into his embrace. “Pamela,” he said softly, “I am a prince. Without a son, how could I possibly succeed to the throne?”

Fermin looked at Pamela and said coldly, “Even if I take a secondary wife, it won’t threaten your standing. They’ll merely be vessels for providing me with

heirs.”

“Get away from me.” Pamela cried out, shattered by his words, as she shoved Fermin away.

Fermin was perched precariously on the edge of the bed, completely unprepared for Pamela’s sudden shove.

But now, Pamela finally understood–Fermin had never truly defended her. Even when he knew the Queen was tormenting her, he never lifted a finger to

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