Ingrid

Muller admits to impregnating the second daughter.

"Your wife knows about this?"

"Not yet. Ingrid and I found out about this situation three days ago,"

Three days ago. So that means he quickly rode to the palace to seek your help since the distance between his territory and the capital is two days travel by wagon. Looking at his personality, you suspect that he rode a horse all the way, barely stopping. "While it pleases me that you put your confidence in me, I've to admit I'm a bit curious. Why didn't you seek help from your peers instead?"

"I trust them even less," Ouch. That means he doesn't trust you too.

"That is fair. Very well. What is it that you offer me?"

"My loyalty, apart from the matters of Muller Territory and its people,"

You realize that could be interpreted in many ways, but you would be happy if he could start by being less annoying during meetings. You don't need Yes-man and Yes-woman. "Well then, what is it that you want?"

"What I want? For Your Majesty to help me solve my problem,"

"How would you define your end goal"

"End goal?"

"List down what do you want to happen in order to deem the problem being solved satisfactorily," You give few examples such as Muller not being castrated and killed off, nothing malicious happens to the mother and her unborn child and Muller maintains his title and position.

It took Muller quite some time to come up with the list. You look at it and then at him. "This will be quite challenging," you admit to him.

"I understand, but I believe that only Your Majesty will be able to pull it off,"

You reread the list a few times and then put it away in a locked box. "I will not give any guarantee, but I will help you,"

"Deitrich!" you call your trusty attendant.

A few seconds later the man enters. "Yes, Your Majesty?"

"Prepare the Royal Coach immediately. I'm going to Lord Muller's territory for inspection today,"