It was now the start of a new month, but Bash was busier than ever. His duties as duke of Guyenne mixed with his duties at court allowed him very little free time. Since his free time was so rare, he spent a majority of it with Lola.

"Lola," said Bash as they were walking together, "is there something on your mind? You are quieter than usual."

"I do have something on my mind," Lola said.

"You can tell me if you want."

"I want to tell you, but not out here. We should go back to my room or yours first."

"Let's go then."

Bash and Lola walked back to his room. Once they had entered the room, Bash closed the door behind him.

"What do you have to tell me, Lola?" Bash asked.

"I'm with child..." Lola said.

A shocked Bash went and sat down on his bed. "How long have you known?"

"A few weeks."

"Weeks?!" Bash was angered. "You've known for weeks and you're just now telling me?!"

"Yes! You know why that is?"

"Why is that?"

"I rarely get to see you. Not only that, I noticed how distant you have become... even when we are together... I held off from telling you because I was afraid of what your reaction would be."

"Maybe it's because I don't want this child."

"What?"

"I don't want this child because he will be a bastard."

"The child could legitimized."

"That won't happen. I already have a wife."

"Kenna," Lola scoffed, "you don't even have sex with her."

"I could. If I wanted an heir, I could bed Kenna. I may got get along with Kenna, but I know that she'd like to be a mother. She wouldn't object."

"Why are you saying these things? Are you trying to hurt me?"

"No, Lola. I'm just telling you the truth."

Lola went and stood by the window.

"We have to be realistic about this, Lola,"Bash said, "do you really want to raise a bastard child?"

"This child is more than just a bastard, Bash," Lola said, "he is your child... your child, and mine."

"I know that, but I do not want to be a father to a bastard child, Lola... I just can't. If I'm going to father children, then I'm going to have to father them with Kenna, who is my wife."

"You think I don't know that? I knew it the moment you became duke of Guyenne. I knew you would have to have an heir... That fact pains me because I will never be able to give you a legitimate heir."

Bash said nothing. Lola headed to the door, looking at Bash on her way.

"If you don't want this child, then neither do I," Lola said angrily as she walked out the door.

Bash went and stood by the window for a while, then left his bedroom, and went outside to go for a horseback ride.