My plan was simple--find a way into the brothel where the surrogates were chosen, charm the king who had come to stake his claim, and with the help of a few herbs, fall pregnant. With a royal brat in my belly, I could ask for anything I wanted. But my plan didn't include falling in love with the king, or that I would actually want to keep the child I carried. Could I really betray the king I'd fallen in love with? And...