Chapter 6
Katsa gripped her belongings. For some reason she had started to sweat, the sight of the castle was dizzying, a confirmation of her nightmares. Even now, Katsa found herself waiting to wake up from this nightmare.
Po hollered from the heart of the castle, "Wildcat, don't stand out there in the cold all day. Come in to our castle."
Katsa flinched at the mention of 'our,' it was Po's castle not hers. She was not his wife. Would she have to be his wife if she bore his children? Her mind was flooded; it only made the dizziness worse. Her feet slipped from the stairs and she started to descend back towards the beach. After a couple of agonizing seconds Katsa realized what was happening.
I must pay more attention, she scolded herself. She grabbed onto one of the stairs stopping her fall. Her body ached, but it would heal soon. She clutched her protruding belly and wiped off the blood as she climbed the final steps.
-Time Lapse-
Later that night, after Katsa had soaked her aching body in a warm tub, she ate dinner at the great dining table with Po. Their conversation was nonexistent, though the food was excellent. Days passed where only a few words were exchanged. Po felt himself slowly dying inside, slowly fearing the loss of his love. He could only cling to the hope that Katsa would be strong enough to deal with this great turn in her life.
-Time Lapse-
The months passed slowly and surprisingly her stomach didn't enlarge too much more. Finally though, it came time where the contractions were steady and close in beat. Katsa wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready for this baby. She started to cry, not out of the pain that was increasing, but because of the fear.
Po's mother and other lady servants helped to deliver the baby. Po was told to stay in a different room. Katsa wearing nothing but a bed sheet, laid down on the bed. Sweat poured from her pores, and pain coursed through her veins. The baby was coming. When the pain finally ceased Katsa opened her eyes. There was no crying. Po's mother brought the babe to Katsa. Something was wrong. Despite previous feelings towards the infant, Katsa felt stricken with worry.
"The babe does not cry, he does not breathe, he does not feel. This babe is dead." Po's mother spoke in a shaky voice as she handed the newborn to Katsa. She looked at her child, her dead child. Tears streamed down her face. Why was he dead? She didn't feel joy for not having a babe, Katsa felt crushed. His little hands were balled into fists, his eyes were closed in peaceful rest.
Po, Katsa thought. He burst into the room. His face twisted in depression. His baby was dead. Katsa worried so much, for nothing, and now Katsa wept for the loss of the thing she had feared most. His lips were pressed into a thin line and a single tear rolled down his cheek. Nothing seemed to be going right.
I know this chapter was really short (and I'm sorry for that). The next chapter should be posted very soon. Hope my readers don't hate me too much for what just happened xP Please keep reading! The next chapter can only be more interesting. :D
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