AN: I realized that this chapter had too much sex in it and that it wasn't very realistic. So I edited it. Sorry :)


"Good morning Your Highness. How are you feeling?" a young man said sweetly as I walked out to the carriage.

"Tired." I answered and smoothed out the black traveling coat I had put on. It had crimson velvet trim, which matched the dress I wore underneath. My hair was up in a low bun and covered with a black hair covering. I wore a black round hat with a crimson feather and red gloves. "Where are my children?" I asked looking around at the frozen gardens of the palace.

"They are waiting at the gates with your husband. He has allowed them to ride horses to the vacation house."

"They are too young to do that. They will be sore. Especially the youngest." I said marching towards the gates.

"Your Highness. It might be faster if we ride to gates in the carriage." The driver said from behind me.

"Yes but it wont have the same effect." I said and marched away. How dare he pretend to care what his children wanted? He never cared before why would he care now? He may have been excited for them at first but he always lost interest in them. Whereas I was the one who truly cared for their wellbeing. I remembered every moment of every pregnancy. I remembered the aching backs, the constant need to relieve myself, the unusual foods that I ate. I remembered every feeling of movement, every kick and every flip. I was the one who cared. He was not going to take them away from me too.

I discovered I was pregnant the day that I was coroneted. I had awoken early with yet another weird dream about being surround by strange fish while bathing. My coronation was planned for this afternoon and the celebrations had already begun. The town had been decorated with Spencer's family crest, which was supposed to be my family crest and the royal crest. The church bells had started to ring as soon as the sun came up and the town was buzzing with activity.

Adam and I had returned from our honeymoon in Ireland just the day before so we were exhausted. It had been a month long adventure of visiting other nobles, touring the countryside and making love late into the night. We had arrived around 10 o'clock last night and decided to sleep in our own suites. But that was partly because we had a fight on the way home about the coronation. He was pestering me with questions and coaching and I told him to shut up, that I was tired of hearing it. He ignored me for the rest of the journey and told me he would see me in the morning.

When Ceecee opened the door to my bedroom she smiled. "Ready for your big day?"

"I feel slightly nauseous so I think not." I said sitting up and pressing my cold clammy hands to my face. But it wasn't hot.

"It's probably just nerves." Ceecee said as she opened the blinds."

"I wish it wasn't happening today." I said with a pout.

"Oh Susanna. Come now." Lady Regan said sharply. "It's not every day you become a queen." She opened the doors to my dressing room and disappeared. I sighed, groaned and then pushed the covers back. I had gone to sleep naked, because I was so used to sleeping naked that I was uncomfortable sleeping in a dressing gown. So when I stood in front of Ceecee she didn't blush or turn away as she used to. Instead she gaped at me.

"What?" I said looking down at my flat stomach.

"Your breasts." She said moving closer. Lady Regan stuck her head out of the dressing room and nodded.

"What's wrong with them?" I said looking at myself.

"Your nipples have changed colour." Ceecee said.

"And they're swollen." Lady Regan smiled. She gently touched my left breast and I winced. She turned to Ceecee and they shared a smile.

"Please stop smiling and tell me what is wrong with me."

"You're carrying a baby Susanna." Lady Regan said. I blinked at her as I let the words sink in. I felt every emotion coarse through my body. Sadness at my youth being over. Happiness at the thought of my own child. Anger that I had gotten pregnant so soon into my marriage. Relief that I wasn't sick. Anticipation at meeting my new child.

"Are you certain?" I asked sitting on the bed.

"We'll send for the doctor later if you would like, but that is a sure sign of pregnancy."

"But I had a monthly bleed three weeks ago." I said.

"Yes but sometimes that happens in the beginning." Ceecee explained.

"I had it with both of my sons." Lady Regan said. I thought about this and could barely wrap my mind around being a mother. Would I be like my mother? How would Adam take the news?

"We can't tell Adam today. He can't know until after the coronation."

"Why?" Lady Regan frowned.

"It's his child. He deserves to know." Ceecee said.

"I will tell him, but not till after the coronation. He'll over work himself." I said with a smile and placed my hand on my belly. I tried to imagine what it would look like when I was heavy with child. I thought of Debbie's swollen belly and tried to place it on myself. Debbie! I had to write to Debbie. She would've had her baby by now and I just haven't gotten the letter yet. I threw on a lace dressing gown that hid nothing and marched into the parlor.

"Your Highness!" Lady Regan screeched as servants appeared in front of me. I smiled brightly at them and sat at the writing desk, allowing them to continue laying out the breakfast foods for us.

"Excuse her. She's not herself today." Ceecee apologized to the older servants and swatted at the young men for staring. But I didn't care. All I cared about was telling my family my good news.

Dear Debbie,

I miss you all deeply. How are the children doing? How is everyone adjusting to the new baby? I have yet to receive your letter telling me about the new baby but I plan on visiting soon so I can meet my new niece or nephew. Today is one of the biggest days of my life and I am a nervous wreck. I woke this morning with an unsettled stomach and thought it was because of my nervousness. But Regan and Ceecee have brought it down to pregnancy. Can you believe it? I shall be having a baby! I wish you were here to share my joy with. I have yet to tell my husband about it because it will be too much to think about on this day but I needed to tell someone.

I promise to visit soon and hope everyone is in good health.

Love Always,

Your darling sister

I signed the letter this way incase it was stolen and someone read it. I still had to protect my family. I sealed the letter with my family crest, not the royal crest and gave it to a boy standing near by. He rushed off, after gaping at my breast and I imagine he was going to have many stories to tell on this day.

I sat at the table meant for six and was joined by my friends. They shook their heads disapprovingly and I smiled. The servants cleared out as we started eating the eggs and bacon and fresh fruit.

As I served my friends coffee there was a knock on the door. Lady Regan looked at me and I shrugged.

"I'll answer it so you can still remain somewhat decent." She said and Ceecee chuckled. Lady Regan opened the door slightly and spoke quietly with a smile. She held the door open and my husband entered. His hair was combed neatly and his face clean-shaven. He looked rested and radiant in a royal blue tunic with black velvet trim and white tights. His sword hung at his side and his boots were brightly polished.

"Cecily." He said nodding at Ceecee and then turned to me. He looked agitated until he saw what I was wearing. He chuckled and shook his head. "I was determined to be angry with you all day but you seem to have a power over me."

"I am a woman. We hold all the power." I said standing up and walking to the other side of the table. Ceecee and Lady Regan excused themselves but we didn't notice. I leaned against the table and raised my eyebrows. With my dressing gown and bed tousled hair I knew it would be hard for him to resist. He walked towards me and leaned in. As I thought he would kiss me, he reached behind me and grabbed a grape, popping it into his mouth. I frowned at him and he laughed.

"Who holds the power now?" He said sitting in the chair beside me.

"Its willpower not power over me." I said getting up and walking to the window. I opened the blinds and the window so I could feel the cool breeze of the October air. I got Goosebumps on my arms and turned away from the window.

"Are you prepared for this afternoon?" He asked studying the apple he was about to eat.

"If you say one more thing about this afternoon I will punch you." I said crossing my arms.

"I just need to know you are ready." He said with a frown. I sighed and walked to him. I rubbed his shoulders and looked at the ocean outside the window.

"I know you are stressed. But don't worry. I know what I have to do." I said kissing his neck. I slid my hands down his tunic and into his pants.

"I think I have taught you the wrong lesson for your coronation." He said with a chuckle, but his breathing quickened and he was hard in my hand.

"I think I am an expert on the subject now." I said biting his earlobe. He groaned slightly and grabbed my wrist.

"I can't do this now. I have gotten dressed already." He said painfully.

"So get undressed." I undid the buttons on his tunic and kissed his hard chest. He shivered as I reached his belly button and touched my face.

"We can do this later. Your coronation is in less than two hours and you still…have to get dressed." He said looking over me again.

"Then you better hurry up." I said pulling him up out of the chair by the front of his tunic. I sat on the edge of the table and knocked the plate of eggs on the floor as I lay back on the table. I closed my eyes and sighed loudly, then waited. I gently stroked my stomach and breathed heavily as I waited for him. It took him less that a minute to start untying my dressing gown. As the skin started to be completely exposed he kissed each inch of it, taking his time on my legs and stomach. When he got to my breast I winced slightly and he froze.

"What is it?" He asked still standing beside the table.

"Nothing." I said pulling him on top of me. He kissed me deeply and his fingers went into me forcefully. His gentleness was rare but I didn't mind it too much. The more he pushed the better it felt. I cried out as I came and he smiled at me.

But when he laid against my breast a sharp pain shot through my body and I cried out. His mistook this for pleasure and kept going. Before he could crush me again I switched positions, causing us to knock all the dishes onto the floor with a loud crash. I was never on top, so he looked up at me shocked. I bent down and kissed him, then kissed his chest, stomach and then did something I have never done before, and took him in my mouth. He inhaled deeply and grabbed my hair. Ceecee, the one who had told me to do this, had also told me this would happen and to take it as a good sign. When I felt him about to come and released him and kissed his stomach again. I wanted to tease him and I knew that I was good at it.

When I kissed his mouth he pulled my hair and bit my neck. When he entered me my body convulsed and I was cried out again with pleasure. He laughed slightly and waited for me to start moving against him again. My last orgasm was earth shattering. I cried out and dug my nails into his chest. I breathed heavily and didn't move in fear of losing the feeling. But naturally it went away and when I opened my eyes Adam was smiling at me smugly.

"Was that three times?" He asked. "I seem to have gotten better." I smacked his stomach and then kissed him, both of us breathing heavily.

"Or I have just learned to use you to my advantage." I kissed him again and then climbed off.

"You have learned new things." He said watching me tie up my dress. "Practicing with others?"

"Just Ceecee." I watched his eyes light up and threw an apple at his head. "Don't get any ideas."

"Three times though. That's never happened before." He said attempting to fix his hair. I placed my hands on my belly and thought maybe it was related. He studied me curiously. "Is something wrong?" I didn't answer because I didn't know how to say it. And because I didn't answer he jumped off the table and gently turned my face to his. "Susanna, did I hurt you?"

"No." I said smiling and kissing his chest again. "I'm with child." I said into his chest and felt his breathing halt for a second.

"A child." He whispered. "A child!" He exclaimed and then picked me up and twirled me around. "That is wonderful news!" He kissed me deeply. "I will have a son, an heir." I smiled and nodded at him. "How does it feel?" He said looking worried for a second.

"Tired, hungry and in need of a good bedding. You're going to need to be around more." I said smiling at him. He kissed me again and smiled.

"I will be around so much you'll be sick of me." I laughed. "You have made me the happiest man today." He let go of my face and strode to the door.

"Adam. Don't tell anyone yet." I said and he frowned. "I just want to get through the coronation first."

"Of course darling." He smiled again and then disappeared out of the doors.

Getting ready for the coronation took longer than getting ready for my own wedding. The dress that had been made was a royal blue with white fur trim and golden flowers sown into the bodice. The sleeves were tight with slits in them to reveal the same golden material underneath. I was given a cape to wear that was gold on the outside and white fur on the inside. I wore my hair down in long curls with half of it tied behind my head and small jewels tied into my hair so it shined in the sun.

Ceecee passed me my gold gloves, encrusted with diamonds as we left the palace doors. I could hear the cheers from the palace gates and I felt my stomach churn. Adam got down from the golden litter and smiled at me. He held my hand tightly as he helped me step up into the litter, which had huge golden wheels with a tall back and was lined with red velvet cushions and red carpet on the floor. There were two seats for us to sit side by side and the driver sat on a hard golden bench in front of us. The carriage was so heavy it needed to be pulled by four horses.

The procession was 100 people long plus Lucan, who was made to run beside the litter. The first 30 were trumpeters, who would walk ahead and announce our arrival. The next thirty were men at arms. Ten would ride a head and twenty would bring up the rear. Ceecee and Lady Regan, who dresses of wore pale blue gowns with white flowers sown into the bodice, rode beside me, Ceecee on Lea and Lady Regan on a plane brown mare. Adam's confidants rode in our procession as well and the rest were servants who followed on foot to make sure everything went smoothly.

As the trumpeters sounded the beginning of the 45 minute journey Adam smiled at me. He grabbed my gloved hand and kissed it before nodding to the driver. I placed my hand on my stomach and took a deep breath.

As we exited the gates I was in awe of all the people who lined the streets. Men and women smiled up at me and shouted "God save the Queen". Children jumped up and down and waved. I couldn't help but smile at them. One woman offered up her baby to which I touched the sleeping newborn's face gently, said a silent prayer and smiled back at her. She clutched her baby tightly, with tears in her eyes.

"Why is she crying?" I asked Lady Regan quietly.

"The people believe that the royal family are chosen by God. With babies dying everyday she must've been afraid for it's life. Now that you have touched it her baby will live."

"I hope so." I said feeling slightly guilty at tricking all these people into thinking I am nobility.

As people stuck their hands out I couldn't resist the urge to shake their hands. Some people were shocked that I had reached out to touch them, to greet them. But they offered kind words and greetings. Some threw flowers at my feet and I nodded and smiled at all the people in the windows, giving some of the children a quick wave.

"They love you your majesty." Ceecee said proudly.

At the cathedral doors guards were pushing people away from the doors to allow us to pass. As I climbed out of the litter I noticed a little girl trying to squirm through the guards. In frustration one of the guard hit her on the head and she fell to the ground. I looked at Ceecee and she shook her head in disapproval. Without even thinking I walked towards the guard and touched his shoulder. The crowd stopped pushing and fell silent as I bent down to the crying child.

"Are you hurt darling?" I asked sweetly. She looked up at me with bright blue eyes and nodded. I frowned at her and took my handkerchief from my sleeve and wiped her nose. I wiped some of the dirt away from her face and smiled. "What is your name?"

"Lila FitzGerald." She said with an Irish accent. I looked at the woman who stood over her. She was no older than 18 and just as dirty as her child.

"How old are you Lila?" I heard someone cough behind me, trying to make me move along but I ignored them.

"Four."

"Well you are very pretty. Would you and your Momma like to come and watch?" I asked. She looked up at her mother and smiled.

"Yes please!"

"M'lady we are too dirty to enter such a glorious place." The girl said.

"It is the house of God. He loves all his children dirty or clean." I said nodding to the guard to allow them to pass through. The woman thanked me and whisked her child away to a pew in the back.

"What are you doing?" Adam hissed.

"Having a relationship with my people." I said back straightening my gloves. He shook his head and started walking down the aisle as the music started. When the music changed to something more powerful, faster and louder I knew it was my time to walk. Lady Regan fanned out my cape and Ceecee quickly fixed my hair before I started walking.

The altar was glowing and the cathedral was packed. I smiled as I walked and noticed familiar wedding guests had returned for my coronation. There were a lot more people who were not invited to the wedding who had managed to make it. Maria and Spencer sat close to the front and smiled brightly at me when I met their eyes. I had to resist the urge not to run over and hug them.

The coronation ceremony was spoken in Latin and took almost two hours. Half way through I was starving. I felt my stomach begin to rumble and then when everyone went silent to pray it grumbled so loud that Adam and Fr. Dominic looked over at me. I blushed and closed my eyes, pressing my hands hard to my stomach praying to God to let it not happen again.

As I sat on the throne and Fr. Dominic made me recite my vows to love and serve the country, to think of the best of the nation and to protect them with all my power I felt a wave of nausea. Oh please God, don't do this. I said over in over, not even thinking of the words I was saying. The trumpets erupted as the crown was brought forward, startling me from my concentration of not throwing up.

The crown was passed down through the wives of past kings for centuries. But this one had been added to. It was a round circle with purple velvet underneath the four golden arches. As a queens crown the arches as smaller and less distinct but just as magnificent. In the middle was a cross with a blue sapphire in the middle. In total the crown had 2,876 diamonds, 311 peals, 16 sapphires, 11 emeralds and 10 rubies. It was a heavy and uncomfortable thing but I smiled as I was supposed to and accepted the golden orb and scepter. As I grabbed the scepter I caught a glimpse of an engraved image by the handle. It was a lion coming through a wheat field accompanied by a swan. I looked towards Adam and felt my stomach where the pendant lay. It was very similar to the design on the pendant. He smiled at me and nodded confirming the two matched. I felt bile rise in my throat.

The trumpets sounded and Adam walked up the steps, wearing his crown. He smiled at me and kissed my hand before offering me up to his country. The guests clapped respectfully gave cheers to my good health. I smiled politely and waved when I was supposed to. Then I grabbed the nearest potted plant and threw up into the dirt. I heard people gasp and the whispers sounded like a bee's hive.

"You're Majesty?" Fr. Dominic was standing close by. His hand was stretched out towards me but he knew better than to touch me.

"I'm so sorry." I said tears pouring down my face. Ceecee and Lady Regan each grabbed an arm and led me to the back of the church to clean up a bit. As we were leaving I heard Adam speak, but when the doors shut his voice was muffled. As I was rinsing my mouth out with water the entire church erupted in cheers and clapping.

"You don't think…" I said looking back at the doors.

"You told him?" Ceecee asked.

"It slipped out. I didn't think he would announce it that quickly."

"Well at least people will accept that as a good enough reason to vomit in church."

"Oh what a fool I've made of myself."

"You'll get over it." Ceecee said with a smile. She touched up the loose strands of hair and wiped my clammy skin before nodding. "Time to go back."

As the door opened the church fell silent. I saw Adam standing on the altar, smiling but I could tell he was embarrassed. I put on my bravest smile and stood in front of my country.

"My deepest apologies for the spectacle you all just witnessed. For as I'm sure you know now I am with child and keeping food down seems to be my greatest battle today." I said and to my surprise many people laughed, mostly the women. Maria had tears in her eyes but her smile was the most sincere out of everyone in the room. "I hope you do not think unkindly of me and know that I will take care of this country as I would my own children." I placed a hand on my flat stomach and the crowd erupted. I felt Adam place a hand on my back and start to lead me down the aisle.

"You've done amazingly!" He said beaming at me. "I couldn't have recovered like that."

"Well I've been taught by the finest teachers." I said smiling back at Ceecee and Lady Regan.

When a queen is coroneted celebrations have lasted for entire weekends. My coronation celebrations lasted for 6 days. Each day had a new event and new drama. On the day of my coronation a huge feast was planned with over 1000 people. Names and faces were quickly lost in my mind. The second day held jousting tournaments and sword fighting tournaments where only one knight was gravely injured. The third day was a holiday for the working class and there for the town was alive with excitement and drink. Six people were murdered that day. The day after that was a ball where only the finest families were invited, which meant that 500 people were there instead of 1000. The day after that was a show in town complete with fools and jugglers, singers and magicians. The final day was a large dinner followed by a ball, completely made up of masks. A masquerade they called it and each person dressed up as a fancy animal.

I left my costume in my ladies in waiting's hands because after day two I was exhausted, so by day six I could barely stay awake without excusing myself for a nap. People never seemed to mind. They smiled at me and nodded their heads, asking if anything was needed for my comfort.

Lady Regan and Ceecee had come up with idea of honeybees. The queen bee ran the hive, birthed the babies and made everything run smoothly, where as the worker bees did all the work to keep the queen alive. Therefore, seeing as Ceecee and Lady Regan did all the work anyways the costumes fit perfectly. Our dresses were made of black silk with golden stripes. My skirt was the fullest and my mask had the most sparkle, but to top it all off they made me wear a tiny golden tiara. We all laughed in our costumes till we cried, which we then had to redo our make up.

Adam, dressed as a crow greeted my with a bright smile.

"My darling that costume suits you perfectly." He kissed my cheek and I smiled.

"And yours." I looked over his costume. A crow was the symbol for death, shape shifters, boldness, thievery, trickery and was a bringer of knowledge. "Why did you chose the crow?"

"So I could wear feathers and this beak." He said lifting his mask. "It's for 'pecking' you with." He said kissing the arch in my neck. I laughed.

"You can just 'peck' off." I said and he chuckled.

"Your highness may I be excused for a moment?" Ceecee asked, her face pale and her eyes watering.

"Ceecee what's wrong?"

"I…my stomach is upset. I just need to use the lavatory." She whispered.

"Of course." I nodded and looked to Lady Regan but she was conversing with her husband, who was dressed as a wolverine, symbol for aggression and revenge. I watched Ceecee scurry off in the wrong direction and frowned.

"I think you need to get more Ladies in waiting." Adam suggested as be passed me a cup of wine. I sipped it but the taste turned my stomach, so I just held onto it.

"I don't need any more ladies in waiting." I said with a sigh. This was not the first time we had talked about this.

"Yes but its too much work for both of them."

"I don't trust people to keep our secret." I said looking at him directly. He studied my face and sighed.

"You're right, of course. Just try to get to know some more young ladies." I cut the conversation off with a nod and was whisked away by Spencer, dressed as an Eagle, symbol of strength, courage and intelligence.

As we laughed and danced, I spotted my worker bee in the corner clearly having an argument with someone dressed as a rabbit. When the song ended I excused myself and went to her.

"You can't be serious!" She said exasperated and then spotted me. 'You-Your Highness. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I was just…" She looked to the rabbit and that's when I knew. A rabbit of course, symbol of quick thinking, humility, fertility and rebirth.

"Jesse." I said nodding at him. We hadn't seen each other since the wedding. My heart was pounding in my chest but I tried to hide it.

"Susanna." He looked at me and his eyes briefly flicked to my stomach. "How are you?" Ceecee excused herself but we barely noticed.

"I'm well thank you."

"I know."

"Know what?" I asked puzzled.

"About your baby." I smiled and touched my stomach.

"It wasn't a secret." I laughed. "We told everyone."

"Susanna." Jesse grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me into a small room with a fireplace and two chairs. I had never been in here before and had no idea what it was used for. "Don't you think you should've waited."

"Why should I have tried to hide my own child, my first child? This is one of the best things that has ever happened to me." I said with a smile and he smiled back. His hands reached out and touched my face.

"Is it really?" He asked and I laughed.

"Of course. I couldn't be happier." But that was a lie because when his lips touched mine a moment later, my world exploded. I felt my blood race, my heart pump, my skin burn. His lips were hard against mine and they were forceful but they were Jesse's and that was all that mattered. I felt his hands touch my sides, one hand resting just below my breast the other just above my hip. His mouth traveled to my neck and he bit it gently. As I heard myself groan I realized what I was doing and froze. I pushed him away and stepped back in horror.

"What?" He asked, his lips red and puffy.

"I'm married." I said placing my hand on my stomach, partly to sooth the butterflies. "And with child. I should not be…doing this." I said gesturing at him. He looked shocked and then smiled.

"You just said this was the happiest you've ever been."

"And that made you want to kiss me?"

"Hearing that you are happy while carrying my child instead of his? Yes that made me want to do more than kiss you." He reached out to touch me and I recoiled.

"Your…your child?" A nervous laughed seeped out. "You think this child is yours?"

"Yes I do." He looked at me sternly. "We're supposed to be together Susanna and when Adam sees this child's tanned skin and dark hair he will know that this marriage is a farce." He looked proud.

"You want that to happen?"

"I want to be with you."

"And what if this baby is yours? Do you honestly think that Adam will simply allow us to run off together without there being a consequence?"

"I…well…"

"Do you think he'll give us his blessing and let us leave him with our baby? While he handles the rumours and the gossip?"

"I guess I was so excited to hear about your pregnancy I never thought about what he would do." Jesse said sitting in one of the armchairs.

"I'll tell you what he'll do. He'll humiliate us by admitting to the world that we are sinners before he takes our heads. Then to make it worse he'll have our baby slaughtered, or worse he'll make it a slave and be so cruel. Adam is your longest friend, you and I both know how he really is. He would not let this work out happily." I said and tears poured down my face because for the first time I was admitting to myself that this could be a possibility. Jesse could be the father of my child.

"Susanna, I'm sorry." His arms wrapped around me and I buried my face into his fur jacket. He stroked my back and cuddled me like a baby. "I will not let any harm come to you. And when this child is born he will be protected I promise." I sighed and smiled.

"I love how everyone assumes this baby is a boy." I dabbed my eyes with my handkerchief. "Maybe it's a girl."

"As the queen of England, you want this baby to be a boy." He said and smiled gently at me. He sighed and bent down, lightly kissing my lips. "This is not how it was supposed to be." He whispered and I nodded.

"But it is the way things have turned out." I looked up at him. I touched his cheek and kissed him gently. "Good bye Jesse." I said letting him go.