I looked at Kon-el knowing his intentions, wanting to disappear the moment he turned his gaze to me, causing me to clutter even more trying to hide my body, however, it was obvious that today would happen, I saw the determination in his eyes, so that, despite I was hiding, he uncovered me.

"Come on, Little Princess," he smiled as I began to hyperventilate.

"Can we leave it for tomorrow …?" I tried to speak.

"One week, Princess, I will not allow it another day," he said.

"But I'm tired ..." I complained, looking directly into his eyes.

He shook his head as he grabbed my hands, as if he wanted to make sure I was not going to stop him, that I would allow him to get rid of my clothes.

He rested my arms on the side of my head, which I turned to the right without daring to look into his eyes. I closed my eyes the moment he tore my shirt, however, he did not continue, but I felt his hand on my chin, forcing me to turn my head towards him.

"I want you to look at me, princess," he said, getting me to open my eyes.

"Can you leave me a minute ...?" I tried to speak, I had to try one more time.

"Do you remember your first excuse?" He arched an eyebrow. "No," he denied returning to his purpose, but I pushed him with all the restrained force, getting him away from me.

I kicked against him all I could, trying to keep him from catching me again, but the terror was present in my body the moment I saw the needle, Kryptonite. This fact that made me confused so that he was able to catch me easily before pinning the needle on my neck, causing me to try to shrink myself in tears, trying to hold on.

"It will be fine" he smiled caressing my face.

This fact of poisoning me with Kryptonite had become habitual whenever I decided to refuse to do anything he ordered me to do, which made me vulnerable enough to him, allowing him to handle me at his whim.

I sighed taking my hand to my neck, massaging the bruise area of this, wanting to avoid shouting, because I had to recognize it, continued to hurt, rather, it burned. I felt the nausea appear, as it had been happening for about two weeks, and I honestly wanted to think that it was a result of the poisoning, although there were things that forced me to think it was not that, but I did not want to accept it.

I got up from the bed even though he tried to hold me, but I was aware that I was not going to hold out any longer, and I vomited the moment I got to the bathroom, listening as he knocked on the door, struggling with questions, for which I had no answer, so I kept silent while I decided to take a shower.

"Can you tell what happened to you?" He asked as he opened the door.

"That you poison me with kryptonite, that's what happens to me," I complained, releasing the restrained rage against him.

"If you did what I told you to do, there would be no need to use it," he replied simply, getting my jaw tight before I left the room.

I went forward without wanting to stop, not even bothering to go to breakfast, not because I was not hungry, but because I did not want to support him, so I left in the opposite direction, bumping into one of the slaves, which held a child In his arms, the only one I had seen since I had arrived here.

"Hey, do you need any help?" I asked, watching the little boy's tantrum.

"No, it's all right, Princess, thank you." She denied my proposition, but I insisted again. "You don't have to, seriously."

"No problem, I love children," I said, hoping she would accept.

"His name is Isiah and he's two years, a future warrior in the Daxamite army," she explained, handing me the boy who watched me for a few seconds. "Thanks for staying with him." She smiled before kissing the boy's forehead and leaving.

I watched him for a couple of seconds, laughing as he hugged me, but hugging him back as I searched for a separate room where we could stay.

I tried to keep him entertained in every way I could think of, knowing that he was having a good time with each of the games, because he kept laughing. However, at one point, he sat on my lap, resting his head on my shoulder as he closed his eyes, eventually falling asleep.

"What are you doing, Kaelah?" I raised my head in search of the one who had asked me, Lar Gand. "You should not take care of children who are not yours," he said, approaching where I was sitting with the child, but I knew he would not be angry, because, honestly, he was the most sympathetic of all.

"I know I can not help, that they do things for me, but I can't sit and do nothing," I explained. "It's no problem for me to do it, I was educated like this," I said, watching him nodded slightly.

"It's okay if you want to help, for me, much less if you're happy doing it." He looked at me and smiled slightly. "Try not to do it in front of Rhea or Kon-el, okay?" He asked, so I nodded slightly.

The symptoms had been over the last few days and, despite not wanting to say it aloud, I suspected it, I was pregnant, but my fear at the moment allowed me to make Kon-el believe that what a poisoning by the kryptonite, which had made him forget about it for a while. However, I think my problem right now was that I thought I could make sure, at least I wanted to, this baby was Mon-el's.

I felt the nausea coming back the moment they set the plate of food in front of me, so I simply watched it without wanting to taste it, because I was aware of what would happen if I did.

"What's the matter, Kryptonian?" Rhea asked, watching me.

"I'm still not feeling good," I answered before taking the opportunity to ask. "Could I see my sister today?" I questioned, wanting a statement in response.

"No, if you don't feel good, you should stay here," she replied, making me sigh, my relationship with her was not at all simple.

"I just want to see her, to spend some time with her," I said, trying again.

"Okay, Kon-el will take you and pick you up" it was Lar who gave me permission.

"Thank you." I smiled faintly.

I called the doorbell nervously, knowing that it was my chance to tell her everything, since my sister was not going to judge me, so I waited patiently for her to open the door.

I watched the confusion on her face before smiling and hugging me against her, at which time I broke my cry, since I could not really for any longer with this, so I ventured all I could in her shoulder, feeling as she increased the strength of the hug to calm me down.

I looked at my sister, not quite sure if I should tell her, since it meant discovering my greatest secret, knowing that Kon-el was likely to find himself listening to the conversation. However, I sighed one last time before daring to speak.

"There's something I must tell you." I looked at her seriously as someone knocked on the door.

"I told him you were here, I hope you don't mind," said my sister, so I could get an idea of who was waiting on the other side of the door.

I looked away the moment the door opened, listening to him whisper my name as he approached, increasing my nervousness. He sat down beside me looking for my face, but I pushed it aside, for I did not want contact with him, not at this moment, when all doubts about what to do assaulted my head.

"Kaelah, what did you want to tell me?" My sister asked, making eye contact with me.

"It can wait," I said, trying to smile.

"Is it for me?" Mon-el questioned, getting me to look at him. "If you're uncomfortable, I can go," he explained, causing me to shake my head quickly.

"Keaks, tell me about it," my sister asked again, causing me to open her mouth to deny again. "No, tell me, I know you need help with something," she said.

I ducked my head again, searching for the right way to tell it, not wanting to face Mon-el's reaction, for I was not sure how it was going to be taken.

"It's ..." I hesitated for a couple of seconds before looking at my sister. "I'm pregnant, but ..." I tried to keep talking.

"That's good, Kaelah," my sister interrupted at the same time the tears were present, for I was not looking directly at him, but the sadness in his eyes expressed everything.

"The baby ..." I fought to finish the sentence. "It's Mon-el's," I finally whispered.

Thank you for reading,

Ayrin