AN:

Not Nintendo.

I am so sorry guys, I told you I've started college and just not had the time to write anymore. I'll try to update every other week, I promise.

"You're still not going to hear anything." Link and I are lying in bed, his head on my stomach.

"I still don't care." I run my fingers through his hair as he gently rubs the skin just above my hip.

Suddenly my stomach lurches.

"Get up!"

"What?"

"Get up!" I push him off and desperately try to get to the chamber pot. Thankfully, I do and empty my stomach into the ceramic pot. Link, still shocked, holds my long hair back. I soon finish and leans heavily against him. "It has begun."

"What?"

"Morning Sickness, it doesn't always happen in the morning. It's another part of pregnancy."

"Through the entire time?"

"It shouldn't. It will hopefully only be the first trimester. I pray that it will only be the first trimester." He pushes the hairs from my face.

"Is there any way to make it go away?"

"No." I lean forwards again and empty my stomach some more. "I didn't even know I had this much in my stomach."

"Do you want me to call for the doctor?"

"No, no, this is just a part of pregnancy. Though, you should probably call for some water so I don't dehydrate." He grabs a ribbon off of the bedside table and carefully ties my hair back before running over to the bell which calls for my handmaidens.

I groan and throw up some more. He's back with me in a millisecond. He gently rubs my back and holds onto my waist to keep me upright. "You're going to be alright. You'll be alright." He's speaking more to himself than to me.

That bit of vomiting ends, and I breath heavily. I hate this. I hate this so much. My mouth tastes like stomach acid. My throat burns. UUGGHGHHHGH.

One of my handmaidens appears through the secret door. "Yes, your highness? Oh my goodness. Are you okay?"

"She needs water so she doesn't dehydrate." The girl nods, wide-eyed before dashing back into the tunnel.

"I hate throwing up."

"I'm pretty sure that everyone does."

"I think I'm done." I tell him. A different servant brings my water and takes the chamber pot to wash it out. Link carefully picks me up and places me back on the bed. "I hate everything."

"You'll feel better after you rest." He kneels next to the bed.

"I need to clean my mouth. There's no way I'm going to sleep with this taste." I sit up and walk towards the bathroom. He trails behind me.

"Better?" He asks after I finish cleaning my mouth.

"Yes."

"Come on. Let's go lie down." He gently leads me back to the bed and lies next to me. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"It's a normal part of pregnancy. Honestly, I would probably be concerned if I didn't have it."

-oOo-

"Hannah, please go get Lady Impa."

"Yes, your highness." Hannah curtsies and leaves. As soon as the door shuts behind her I go throw up some more. Link had a meeting early this morning with the Captain of the Night Guard. The poor man sleeps all day and is awake all night, so Link decided to meet him when it didn't conflict with his sleep schedule.

However, that means that I am alone right now.

I have taken to wearing my hair up, just in case. The chamber pot is always within my reach when I'm on the bed. We've had a week and have been able to have a system.

However, I don't like being sick with other people here. I don't like being so weak. I trust Hannah with my life, but it doesn't feel right.

"Your highness?" Impa calls from the other side of the door.

"Come in." I grab a towel and wipe off my face.

"Sick again?" I nod. "I'll clear your morning. Your husband should be back soon. I think that we may want to keep your morning clear until this is over."

"Link has another meeting."

"Not anymore he doesn't." Impa!

"We can't both be incapacitated. At least one of us needs to fulfill our duties and it isn't me right now."

"How do you think he's going to react to that? Do you think he's going to have no problems with you lying here alone sick as a dog?" No, but still. I don't reply, I know she's right.

"I don't have to be alone. Hannah and my other handmaidens can help me."

"He's too overprotective for that, you know this."

"I-" I hold up a finger and throw up some more. "I hate everything."

"You'll be alright…eventually." She's already had one child.

"I better be."