"Please, just one day without the sickness," I begged the babe. I reached to get another spoonful of soup but I ended up grasping my stomach in pain.
"Guards, call the physician, please!" I yelled through the pain.
The guard quickly left, running through the halls, running into Marian.
"What is wrong?" Marian asked the guard.
"Lady Sable, I have to go get a physician," Marian nodded as the guard ran toward the town before running to check on Sable.
"Sable?" I heard Marian's voice as she entered the room.
"Marian, it hurts so bad," I muttered, my eyes closing tight, all my muscles tensed.
"I'll be back," Marian left the room, running next door, "Robin, its Sable," she told him as he gave the antidote to the sheriff.
I screamed as the pain got worse.
"Come quick," Marian said, leading them to me once the sheriff woke up. "Sable, she-she,"
I watched as they came to the room.
"These are the sheriff's quarters," Much said.
"Sable," Marian came by my side. "Will?"
Will came forward, scared, "You're the sheriff's wife?" he asked and put some of the antidote into my mouth.
"I'm sorry, Will," I sat up and rubbed his face, "When it happened, I told Dan, it was to protect Robin," I grasped my stomach as the pain returned.
"Why isn't it working?" He asked Djaq.
"The babe," I whispered, Marian and Will close enough to listen. "It's gone isn't it?" I asked.
"Will, Much, Djaq, we need to leave, now!" John yelled. Will looked back at me before they ran down the hall, but Marian stayed by my side.
"Sable, it will get better," she whispered in my ear as the physician as well as the sheriff entered.
"Let me look at her," the physician demanded as he came up beside me. "She's losing the babe, I can give her some herbs to help with the pain, but she'll still be in some for the next few days."
"Anything to help her, please," the physician nodded taking out some herbs.
"Give her this with water every couple hours. She also needs to stay in bed for at least a week, if not longer." Marian nodded. "Keep giving her water to drink and something light to eat."
I was so tired from the pain that I was drifting in and out of consciousness, only hearing parts of what he said. I felt a pasty substance enter my mouth followed by some water. I swallowed it and let sleep claim me.
I woke up slightly to a finger gently caressing my face.
"Vaisey?" I asked, my sleepy-eyed vision still blurry. "It hurts." I felt him move around before a hand at my mouth.
"Eat this," he whispered putting a piece of bread in my mouth with the herb paste of it followed by a putting a chalice to my lips, "Here," I took a sip as he helped me hold the chalice, slowly drinking it until it was empty.
"Thank you," he moved to get back behind me, as I got closer to him, needing more warmth. "Are you happy, about the death of the babe?" I asked him, my vision slowly clearing.
"Yes, I hate children," I looked down, feeling unhappy about the answer, "and no, because of the pain you are going through," I looked up at him. I wanted to be able to forget all the bad he had done. I wanted the man who was caring, not power-hungry and greedy. There were times when I absolutely hated him but times when I loved and adored him. Why couldn't he be the same man the entire time?
"Iron bars on that will stop him," Alan told the sheriff. It was the first time in a couple of months that I was walking around the castle. Losing the babe took a lot of my strength, which took a while to return. Right now, we were going around the castle and Alan was informing us on where Robin got in.
"I'm going to return to our room, Vaisey," he nodded as they continued on their walk through the castle. On my way, I thought about the passing of the King's birthday, signifying that I had been trapped here in the castle for an entire year, and I've been married to the sheriff for almost a year.