A/N: Sorry for the delay. I went through sort of a writing block. The next
chapter should be underway soon, but don't hold your breath.
Enjoy.
"I have news, sir," Reported Yellin.
"Of what sort," asked Humperdink.
"A watchman has spotted Westley traveling towards the castle along with the young man we hired to assist us." Yellin informed him.
"Good, everything is going as planned. I want ten guards down in the pit of despair tonight. They should arrive by tomorrow, and if all goes as planned, the young man shall lead him down there. Dismissed." Humperdink nodded to Yellin who bowed and left.
Adela soon arrived after Yellin's departure. She was dressed in her hunting gear which consisted of Humperdink's baggy trousers and a worn-out shirt. The sight of her thrilled him so that for a moment he just started at her without saying a word.
"My King, did you not say that we would be hunting at this hour today?" She asked.
"I did indeed, beloved, but there has been a change of plans. Westley is advancing towards the castle as we speak, so we are standing by until he arrives." Humperdink replied.
"Oh, what wonderful news." Adela smiled.
"Yes, finally I will be able to seek my revenge on all of them at once." Humperdink returned her smile. Only, Adela was no longer smiling, she was wincing. She moved a hand over her abdomen and gasped in pain.
Humperdink flew to her side. "Whatever is wrong, love?"
"It's the baby," Adela groaned.
"The baby? But it's much too early..." Humperdink said.
"Something's wrong! I need the doctor." Adela shrieked in pain, before she fainted in his arms. Humperdink could see blood on the front of her trousers. He quickly carried her to their bedchamber and ran to find Yellin, who was out by the castle gate.
"Yellin," Humperdink panted. "Find the doctor, the Queen is having a miscarriage."
"Yes, sir." Yellin ran off.
Humperdink returned to Adela who was being tended to by her two maids. Blood was everywhere.
"Adela, Adela! Wake up!" Humperdink cried. His love was unconscious and there was nothing he could do about it. Finally, the doctor arrived.
"Where have you been, she could have been dead by now!" Humperdink roared.
"Patience, I beg of you sir. You must leave so I can examine the Queen." The doctor replied.
"I will not leave her side." Humperdink stated.
"You majesty, I pray you leave so I may do my job, or else the lady may die." The doctor said in grave seriousness.
Humperdink kissed his unconscious mate on the forehead and exited the room.
He paced anxiously outside the room for what seemed like days. Finally the doctor came out to give Humperdink the news.
"Is she alive?" Humperdink asked anxiously.
"Yes, she should be fine. She must stay in bed for at least a week. After that, as little movement as possible." The doctor ordered.
"And the child?" Humperdink asked even though he suspected the worst.
"I'm sorry." The doctor replied.
Humperdink nodded solemnly. "Well, we can try again."
"Please, try not to until I determine that Queen Adela is well enough." The doctor said hurriedly.
"Absolutely." Humperdink said. "When will you be checking up on her?"
"I will make periodic visits throughout the next couple of weeks, but if you need me you may call upon me at anytime." The doctor said.
"Thank you doctor. May I see her?" Humperdink asked.
"You may." The doctor replied.
Humperdink excused the doctor and quietly entered the room where his love was sleeping. He sat down beside her and stroked her sweat drenched hair with his fingers. She stirred and focused on his face. I took her awhile to realize it was him.
"Humperdink, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Adela began to cry hysterically.
"Love, what did I tell you before? We can try again." Humperdink reassured her. He laid beside her and cautiously cradled her in his arms, allowing her to weep into his chest. A knock at the door interrupted the moment.
"Who's there?" demanded Humperdink.
"Yellin, sir."
"What do you want?" the annoyed king asked.
"The tiger you wanted us to prepare is ready, sir," Yellin replied.
"Cancel it." Humperdink ordered.
"Uh, cancel it, sir?" Yellin asked.
"That's what I said. There are more important things than hunting." Humperdink looked down at Adela who had fallen asleep nestled in his arms and kissed her forehead.
"I have news, sir," Reported Yellin.
"Of what sort," asked Humperdink.
"A watchman has spotted Westley traveling towards the castle along with the young man we hired to assist us." Yellin informed him.
"Good, everything is going as planned. I want ten guards down in the pit of despair tonight. They should arrive by tomorrow, and if all goes as planned, the young man shall lead him down there. Dismissed." Humperdink nodded to Yellin who bowed and left.
Adela soon arrived after Yellin's departure. She was dressed in her hunting gear which consisted of Humperdink's baggy trousers and a worn-out shirt. The sight of her thrilled him so that for a moment he just started at her without saying a word.
"My King, did you not say that we would be hunting at this hour today?" She asked.
"I did indeed, beloved, but there has been a change of plans. Westley is advancing towards the castle as we speak, so we are standing by until he arrives." Humperdink replied.
"Oh, what wonderful news." Adela smiled.
"Yes, finally I will be able to seek my revenge on all of them at once." Humperdink returned her smile. Only, Adela was no longer smiling, she was wincing. She moved a hand over her abdomen and gasped in pain.
Humperdink flew to her side. "Whatever is wrong, love?"
"It's the baby," Adela groaned.
"The baby? But it's much too early..." Humperdink said.
"Something's wrong! I need the doctor." Adela shrieked in pain, before she fainted in his arms. Humperdink could see blood on the front of her trousers. He quickly carried her to their bedchamber and ran to find Yellin, who was out by the castle gate.
"Yellin," Humperdink panted. "Find the doctor, the Queen is having a miscarriage."
"Yes, sir." Yellin ran off.
Humperdink returned to Adela who was being tended to by her two maids. Blood was everywhere.
"Adela, Adela! Wake up!" Humperdink cried. His love was unconscious and there was nothing he could do about it. Finally, the doctor arrived.
"Where have you been, she could have been dead by now!" Humperdink roared.
"Patience, I beg of you sir. You must leave so I can examine the Queen." The doctor replied.
"I will not leave her side." Humperdink stated.
"You majesty, I pray you leave so I may do my job, or else the lady may die." The doctor said in grave seriousness.
Humperdink kissed his unconscious mate on the forehead and exited the room.
He paced anxiously outside the room for what seemed like days. Finally the doctor came out to give Humperdink the news.
"Is she alive?" Humperdink asked anxiously.
"Yes, she should be fine. She must stay in bed for at least a week. After that, as little movement as possible." The doctor ordered.
"And the child?" Humperdink asked even though he suspected the worst.
"I'm sorry." The doctor replied.
Humperdink nodded solemnly. "Well, we can try again."
"Please, try not to until I determine that Queen Adela is well enough." The doctor said hurriedly.
"Absolutely." Humperdink said. "When will you be checking up on her?"
"I will make periodic visits throughout the next couple of weeks, but if you need me you may call upon me at anytime." The doctor said.
"Thank you doctor. May I see her?" Humperdink asked.
"You may." The doctor replied.
Humperdink excused the doctor and quietly entered the room where his love was sleeping. He sat down beside her and stroked her sweat drenched hair with his fingers. She stirred and focused on his face. I took her awhile to realize it was him.
"Humperdink, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Adela began to cry hysterically.
"Love, what did I tell you before? We can try again." Humperdink reassured her. He laid beside her and cautiously cradled her in his arms, allowing her to weep into his chest. A knock at the door interrupted the moment.
"Who's there?" demanded Humperdink.
"Yellin, sir."
"What do you want?" the annoyed king asked.
"The tiger you wanted us to prepare is ready, sir," Yellin replied.
"Cancel it." Humperdink ordered.
"Uh, cancel it, sir?" Yellin asked.
"That's what I said. There are more important things than hunting." Humperdink looked down at Adela who had fallen asleep nestled in his arms and kissed her forehead.