I can't believe I actualy managed to get this chapter finished but that much show you all how much I love you all. Keep up with the reviews. It might make me take a second to stop studying and write some more for you guys. Who knows...

She lay in bed, unable to let sleep take her. She felt the weight of responsibility pressing on chest almost choking out all attempt to breath. She had to find a way to get to her lovely and feed it something before the end of the night.

She knew that sneaking out would bring more suspicion on her so she needed to come up with a decent excuse to leave the rooms and would have to come up with a way to get rid of those pesky guards that would follow her. Maybe she could play the worried mother card and go to the nursery. Once there, she knew of a servant's passageway that would at least get her away from the guards for a bit. That was her best bet but she really didn't feel comfortable bring her son into this.

With a loud sigh, she threw off her covers and donned a warm robe. She looked at herself in the mirror as she passed it. With a quick tussle of her hair she would look as if her night had been plagued with nightmares of harm coming to her dream son; or at least it would look so to the guards. She quietly passed from her bedroom to the entry. She opened the door as quietly as possible and closed it behind her just as quietly. Instead of looking caught in an action like a guilty person, she took on a look of superiority.

The guards looked at her, startled to see her out of her rooms so early and looking so sure of herself. They were watching her carefully, not sure what she was doing there. Oh but she had already worked this all out in her mind. She didn't hesitate with her next move one bit.

"My son needs me. I am going to see him, "she said softly.

"How do you know this?" the younger of the two asked.

Obviously he had never heard of a mother's intuition. She just gave him a questioning look. The younger guard earned a good elbow in the ribs as a reward for his insolence.

"Of course my lady, we shall escort you there, "the older guard said motioning that she should lead the way.

She quietly set off towards that nursery; the only sounds to be heard were the soft clonking of the guards' boots of the stone floor. The silence wasn't truly a welcome one but seemed to be more like the silence that occurred when one is surrounded by unwelcome guests. The air between them was so full of awkward annoyance that is was almost palpable. Neither party wanted to be here but there they were, stuck together for however long this lasted.

Finally, after what seemed an infinity, the group arrived at their destination. The queen simply nodded the guards as she entered the soothing sanctuary of the sleeping prince. The young woman couldn't help but smile as she gazed adoringly at her little gem. The nurse maid looked at her in a bewildered way but did not speak understanding the way a mother's mind works at times.

"Would you mind leaving for to time being? I'll call for your help if it is required. I'd like to be alone with my son for a while" she said to the maid in commanding but never the less a quiet voice to insure that the prince would remain in his perfect state.

The maid nodded and muttered something about being in the next room if she was needed. The room was so peacefully blissful. It was a nice change to the chaos of the past few days. She was almost sad that she would have to leave it.

She slowly moved closer to the crib and watched her little darling sleep. He truly was his father's son. A mop of dark hair was already starting to form on his little head and his eyes were the same stunning color too. The only thing he had seemed to inherit from her was his full, dark lips. She knew that he would grow up to be a handsome young man just like his father and just as good a leader.

She gently picked him up into her arms, careful not to disturb his innocent bliss. It would be a pity to wake him even now. She cooed at him ever so softly and rocked him in her arms. She was enjoying this moment far too much for her to believe. She never really saw herself as a mother type, sure she loved children and wanted to have lots but children seemed to hate her. Somehow this little angel hadn't gotten the message to hate her yet so for now she was going to enjoy this.

From the other room the nurse maid of the prince listened keenly to the sounds emerging from the nursery. She was ready to rush out and take the baby if it woke and started to fuss knowing that the queen was not one to do well with such things. The women didn't hold it against the queen, after all no woman was perfect and all in all this girl seemed to care for her people and seemed nice enough; a bit tenacious at times but really which queen wasn't?

A sound from the room stirred the older women from her daydreaming. It sounded like a muffled cry and the little prince suddenly erupted in a loud wail. In an instant the maid opened the door to find the queen and baby nowhere in sight. Fear was starting to make her heart pound loud in her ears. This would be all blamed on her. She knew it. 'Oh where are those guards when you need them? 'she asked herself.

The main door was wide open and not a sound came from anywhere. The maid dared to peek her head outside to see if anyone was outside and the only she saw was the flash of candle light on steel and the red river that now ran from her chest. Before she knew it, she was on the floor and from that red river sprung a red sea.

Two pairs of boots clonked somewhere in the hall but aside from that, the halls where as silent as a tomb.

DON DON DON! OOOOOoooooo things are really getting heated now! I won't be too mean and keep you waiting for too long but then again I do have finals so... we'll see.