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Three months later:
A sharp pain erupted in my stomach as I ran to the toilet. There goes breakfast! It has been 3 months since our wedding, and already I am getting sick and more irritable than ever!
"Mary, Lucy?" I don't know what is going on with me! Mary and Lucy rushed to the door. "Yes Miss?" They entered slowly as I continueed to relieve myself of my breakfast. Mary rushed over to hold my hair back.
"Miss, shall I send for the nurse?" Lucy squeaked out. How both of my lovely girls have grown into beautiful young women.
"Yes, please Lucy." Lucy left and returned promptly with the nurse.
"What seems to be the issue Milady?" The nurse asked me.
"For a month or so, I have been waking up and throwing up. I don't feel like myself." The nurse smiled. "It's been almost 3 months since your wedding night, I think I might know what the problem is Your Majesty."
"Okay, it's obviously not bad if you are smiling!" I felt hope inside me! Maybe she had a cure for my sickness.
"When was your last period Your Majesty?" I was taken aback for a second by such a forward question, but as I worked on an answer I realized I didn't even know what day it is.
"What's the date today?" I tried to sound confident as I could.
"August 11 miss," said Lucy, at least I think it was Lucy. I wasn't paying attention as my mind was frantically trying to recall starting my period at any point in July. I came up with nothing. I hadn't had my period for over a month. I was either going through menopause or… I was pregnant.
"Excuse me, can you get the King for me?" I asked the nurse.
"Pardon miss but he's in an important meeting, is there something I can do for you?"
I need Maxon. Now. "Forget it, I'll go get him myself," I spat in frustration and ripped the door open. Once I was in the hall, the control I'd been penning up disappeared and I began to run towards his office. Once I got to the door, I burst through, Maxon and the others in the meeting looked at me with surprised faces. A Queen never interrupts unannounced, let alone running.
"King Maxon, I must speak with you at once." I said between trying to catch my breath. "America, I'm busy at the moment, darling," Maxon said trying to stave off the embarrassment. "Maxon. I need to talk to you. Now." He must've heard the desperation in my voice because he stood and walked towards me. "Excuse me gentlemen," he called politely. He gently wrapped an arm around my waist, guiding me to a private area in the hall. After dismissing the guards nearest us, he turned to me.
"America, this had better be important, we are discussing trading routes with the Southern rebels." His face was stern at first but softened. Surely this could wait, I wasn't even sure that I was pregnant, and he's too busy to talk about it. He doesn't need another curveball thrown at him.
"Oh, umm, I just wanted to remind you that my mother and sister were going to be joining us for dinner tonight, and I was wondering if you would be there." I couldn't bring myself to tell him this news.
"That's all you needed, darling? A simple note sent by a servant would have sufficed," he looked around, "but the meeting was awfully boring, I'm afraid the rebels will sign the agreement just so they don't have to come back for another meeting." He smiled and hugged me.
"But hey, I'll see you tonight for dinner. I'm afraid I won't have any free time between now and then to come see you, but I promise I won't be late." He planted a kiss on my forehead as he backed away towards the door he just came through what felt like seconds ago. As he pulled away, he studied me, concern flashing across his features.
I heard the door click shut behind him and he was gone.