Julia, the Queen of Semele, has a dilemma—her childhood friend and husband, Endymion. Married through an arranged union, they’ve shared a bed for 12 years, growing up like siblings. But one day, everything changes.
“Do we really need to share a bed? You should break this habit, especially for your future concubine who’ll bear your child…”
“My child? With whom?”
Suddenly, their dynamic shifts. Endymion leans closer, locking eyes with Julia.
“My child… will be with you.”
His whisper sends shivers down her spine. Since that night, sharing a bed has become unbearably awkward.
“Can we please just use separate beds?”
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