A/N: im really sorry this chapter isn't my best but writers block was blah and I don't know this was just a hard chapter to write, I apologize. Next chapter will be better I swear.
nise1984: sure ill tag the story, I'm actually not sure how to though? When I find out I'll definitely do so! Glad you enjoyed Water Lillies :)
Addison was bored out of her mind. She was in the meeting room with her father, Thomas, and the court of a neighboring kingdom, talking trade. She sipped her peppermint tea, which she seemed to be drinking a bunch lately.
"More your highness?" A maid asked politely when she noticed her cup was empty. She nodded in response before turning back to the meeting, attempting to pay attention. She didn't even know why she needed to attend these meetings, she had little say in anything because of her age and Thomas's mindset that he had more power than she did. She would much rather be in her chambers sleeping or reading, or even more preferably, in Storybrooke waiting for Henry to get home from school.
"My apologies Princess, for not attending your wedding. I was across seas in Corona talking peace treaties. I hope you understand." The King apologized, bowing his head and breaking her from her thoughts. Addison fought the urge to roll her eyes and smiled politely instead. Her wedding was a month and a half ago, and people were still talking about it. She wished everyone would shut up about her loveless marriage. They were happier about it than she was.
"No matter, I understand. It was very short notice after Thomas rescued me, wasn't it dear?" She asked, turning to Thomas. She liked to think she was a good actor, but more often than not she was too sarcastic. She liked to thank Paige for that trait.
"I was just eager to make you mine, my love." He said with a smile, grabbing her leg underneath the table most likely leaving bruises. Addison fought the urge to roll her eyes. He was delusional, she would never be his.
"I could say the same." She lied, tugging her leg out his grasp. Her father smiled fondly at his daughter who seemed so in love before changing the conversation to the trade as a maid came in with a tray of food.
The smell hit Addison like a ton of bricks, and she held back the urge to throw up. She was tempted to yell at the maid, who knew she had specifically asked to never serve her ham under any circumstance, but she would embarrass her father if she did now.
"Ham darling?" Thomas asked, holding out a plate with the disgusting meat on it. Addison shook her head quickly as she felt the bile rising in his throat.
"Please excuse me." She said, her words panicked and rushed. She all but ran out of the room and threw the nearest window open, puking into the bush outside. She quietly thanked the gods that she was on the first floor. She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and took a deep breath before making her way back into the meeting room.
"My apologies," She said with a small curtsy. " but it seems I have become ill, if it is alright I shall retire to my chambers for the evening." Her father gave her a small smile while Thomas rolled his eyes discreetly.
"Do I need to send for a doctor, my daughter?" King Peter asked, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Addison shook her head with a small smile, not wanting to worry anyone.
"I'm sure it's nothing serious, I'll be fine in the morning." She assured, giving a small curtsy again before leaving the room. Addison didn't go to her room straight away, she just paced around the halls puzzled at why she felt so bad. She couldn't remember the last time she had been sick, the most recent time she had thrown up was after the beach party with Henry, but that was only because she had too much to drink. Addison sighed and assured herself it was just a touch of the flu before going to her chambers for a much needed nap.
"Princess?" Vivian said, shaking her awake. Addison groaned in pain, her stomach feeling worse than before. "Are you alright? You missed supper." Addison groaned again, shaking her head.
"Don't mention food around me or I might just hurl." She said weakly, clutching her stomach. Vivian cooed and sat down on the edge of the bed, resting her hand on Addison's forehead.
"You aren't warm so no fever...Have you eaten anything that could have made you unwell?" She asked, but the princess only shook her head in response.
"They brought ham into the meeting room earlier, and I wasn't feeling well to begin with, but whenever I even smell ham I get nauseated. I think that's what started all of this." Addison explained, throwing her pillow over her eyes.
"Your monthly, I assume?" Martha asked entering the room, ready to draw her a hot bath if needed. Addison shook her head.
"It hasn't come this month." She explained, which made Martha squeal excitedly. Addison sat up, cocking an eyebrow at the maid. She clapped happily and set her hand on Addison's cheek affectionately.
"A missed monthly and sickness? If I'm right Princess, it sounds like you are with child! That is so wonderful!" The maid cheered. The realization hit Addison, making her head go foggy and her hands numb. A baby? Who's baby? Her hand flew to her stomach, which she realized wasn't as flat as it was when she left Storybrooke...
The room started to spin wildly and before she could even realize what was happening the floor seemed to be getting closer and closer and closer...
Then blackness.