Might as well invite them all

In your dispassionate state you can't care enough to make a decision. If Lis wants you to meet other girls, you might as well go all the way and try several. "Alright," you say, handing the letter back to Lisandra without a care. "Just get them all together. That'll suit your plan, right?" Lisandra looks at you with loving pride. "Oh honey, I know you'll feel better when this is over! I'm going to go pen some invitations right away!" Lis grabs the letters and jumps out of bed, almost running into the neighboring room. You fall asleep as she wait for her to return.

Several weeks go by as you wait for a response. You continue spending your nights, and your seed, with your beautiful mistress. The two of you talk at length over your growing baby, the affairs of the kingdom, and the girls. One night, Lis runs excitedly into the room, rolls of vellum in hand and an ever-expanding belly. "I've gotten word back! The girls are coming!" You don't share her enthusiasm, but you try. "Rikiza and Sylwia will arrive shortly,though Lianor will be a little longer due to distance. Finally we can get you making progress again!" You can't help but feel strange as your lady love talks ecstatically about the women she wants you to cheat on her with, and you tell her so. "Oh honey, it's not cheating if I want it to happen." She puts her arms around you, kissing you sweetly as she rubs back. "I just want the best for you, and I feel this is it. I owe it to Freddy to see that his son does well." You burn with jealousy as she mentions the name of your dead father. Yo know it's ridiculous and impious to feel this way, but you know that her love for him is what's in the way of her loving you the same way. To her you aren't your own man, you're King Frederick's son. And that's why she's so callous about your relationship, as much mother as lover when you only seek the latter.

You jump up in a rage and push her away, instantly regretting your roughness. Lis is unhurt, but shaken. "I'm sorry," you say, head low. "I'm just, well I'm just stressed. Please, leave me be for a while. I need to think this through." She gets up and leaves without a word. You sigh and think maybe she's right, maybe you do need to move on to other girls. But you still have feelings for her, and you can't forget about the baby. Damn it, why does love have to be so hard?