Horace paced back and forth outside in the hall of the birthing room with a worried expression written all over his face, Cassandra his beloved wife had been in hard labor for one solid week now and was on her last part of childbearing. From what he had heard that day she was extremely weak and frail from the hard labor and there was a slim chance that she would serve the delivery. Alyss and Pauline had stayed by her side the whole week barely eating and sleeping.
"She's going to be fine," Will said trying to comfort his friend.
Horace stopped and tried to smile at Will but it was only in vain, then went back to pacing back in forth, he wanted to believe Will was right but he still could not shake the thought of what the midwife had told him that morning that his wife might not live to see another day.
One of the midwives walked out of the room that Cassandra was in, her face was pale and young with deep blue eyes and dark red hair tied up in a bun she had a worried expression written on her face, she walked over to Horace did a quick bow then hurriedly said,"Your wife Cassandra is dying-"
The other words were drowned out. Horace hurried past the young midwife and into the dark room his beloved wife was in. She laid there pale as a ghost not moving or uttering a single word. She slowly opened her eyes as she heard someone entered the room her dim dull eyes darted around the room entail her eyes rested on Horace standing there. He felt almost as if he got too close to her still fragile frame he would break her or somehow make her worse than she was. She raised her hand slightly motioning for him to come closer to her. He rushed to her side and crouched down next to her bed.
"Is...Is she not beautiful?" She mused in a low whisper gesturing weakly towards the baby in Pauline's arms cooing gently. Horace had not noticed the baby until Cassandra had mentioned her. Horace slowly stood up from his crouching position to look at the small infant in Lady Pauline's arms. The baby had blueish greenish eyes and short blond hair. He smiled at the little then turned around to go back to his wife. He had not expected a baby girl but right now the only thing he cared about his wife and if she had not mentioned the baby he would have just stayed there by her side.
"Yes, she is very beautiful just like her mother." Horace's voice cracked.
"She has your eyes," Cassandra said barely above a whisper.
Horace knew in his heart that she was nearing the end.
"Horace..."
"I am here," Horace said quickly his eyes filling with tears.
"Look...Look after her-" Cassandra's voice trailed off and her eyes ceased seeing.
"No!" Horace yelled as loud as he could then started sobbing on his wife's still form. His yell disturbed the young infant who was in Pauline's arms and started to wail on top of her lungs.