He tells you

"I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know?"

"Only your father knows who is your mother. One day he appears with you in hand, and tells me and the Queen that you are his son, and to be treated accordingly."

Well, you thought that your illicit relationship is a factor to be solved; it turns out there's another one you have to look into later. "Why are you telling me this now?*

"The queen may tell you about it later. Therefore it's better for you to know now."

It makes sense. If you find about it from her, you would be very angry. Hearing from someone else is no less vexing, but at least Dietrich is your father's trusted man. "So I'm a bastard."

"Does it really matter? You are the king right now, and finding out about it now will not turn you into an idiot. After all, you are already one."

You chuckle. "That's a harsh rebuke. I assume you did the same for father?"

"This is your first day, so I'm letting you off with less than what you deserve."

"Still stings."

"Besides, while you're thinking about your father's less than wholesome adventure, it is never established that you're a bastard. We only know that you're not the queen's son. On the other hand, from your description, you have in fact, have sired some bastards during your study."

You throw your hands up.

"You need to tell me about it so that we can plan properly. You don't marry the woman, so your relationship needed to be kept a secret. Not a normal relationship."

"How do you know?"

"If it's just a normal lass, you would be asking me about how to elevate her status or just **** everyone to accept, since it's a small matter. No, this has a potential to affect your rule. Who is it? Did you lay with a whore or someone's wife?" Dietrich asks, pressuring you.

So, did you revisit a whore's communal pussy a lot that you ended up putting a baby into her probably less visited womb? Or is it the thrill of bedding someone's wife is so high that you spilled your seeds in her one too many?