I stared at Lucy. "What do you mean my waist is two centimeters wider!" I exclaimed. I stood in my room with Lucy holding her measurements in front of me.

"Miss, before you grew only millimeters because of the more food intake you were having, but now, you're sick and moody, now you've clearly grown. I think you may be pregnant,"she whispered. I sucked in a breath. It was possible. Maxon and I had it once, in that safe room. We didn't use protection, but pregnant?! Impossible. "Miss, would you prefer if I go get a test from the hospital wing?" She asked as I nodded, still lost for words.

"That would be lovely, and make some sketches that could hide a-" I paused, still in shock that I could be pregnant. "A bump," I finished. She left the room leaving me to collapse backwards on the bed. That night I finally accepted that I loved Maxon, I said goodbye to Aspen, and as far as I knew he was happy with Lucy. I wanted a future with him. I didn't think that now only weeks later that I would be carrying his child. I twisted my hair around my finger, it was only a possibility.

I wondered how he would react. I was pretty sure that he was still mad at me from my outburst on the report the other night. Anne and Mary entered the room and began getting me ready for bed sneaking glances at each other. I tried to ignore them but I couldn't. I was just out of my bath when Lucy returned with the three tests. I peed on one, took a swab of saliva for another and swaped the inside of my cilt for the last one. I sat on my dressing stool, staring at them for what seemed like eternity. The little buzzer sounded signaling the end of the ten minutes of waiting. I took a shaky breath and picked the tests up, reading each carefully.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

I gasped. My maids all rushed in and peaked over my shoulder. Mary took my hands, I guess I was shaking, Lucy rubbed my shoulders. "Congratulations, Miss," Anne whispered. They slipped me into a blue dress and I wore my hair down. I looked simple and plain.

At dinner I ate lots, I was hungry and scared. I felt Maxon's eyes on me. I ignored them best I could when I looked up I met his eyes and he tugged his ear, and I tugged mine,

I waited in the room with one of the tests in my hands. My maid cleaned the room around me quickly and quietly. Finally I heard a knock on the door. I looked up and my maids gave me looks of condolence. Lucy opened the door to Maxon who looked as nervous as I felt.

"Hello," He whispered, and nodded to my maid, who left without question. "You seemed rather nervous at dinner tonight, shall I ask why?" I gulped, and Maxon came and sat next to me on my bed. "Are you alright my dear?"

This caused me to laugh. "I am not your dear," I told him. I curled my arms around myself, the breeze from my balcony was cold and my nightgown was too thin.

"Darling, you're freezing!" Maxon picked me up and tucked me under my covers and sat next to me. "America I want to apologize for yester-"

"I have something to tell you!" I cut him off. I took a breath and closed my eyes. I took his hand and placed the test in it. "Maxon, I'm pregnant," I whispered. I heard him intake a breath. "You're gonna be a dad," I looked up to meet his eyes. Shock, disbelief and happiness wore his expression.

"I am going to be a father?!" He asked. I nodded. He took my hands in his and kissed my forehead. "We're gonna be parents!" He exclaimed! He looked so happy, then I realized that I was too. He kissed every inch of my face. When his lips found mine our kisses deepened to something else, something more passionate.

"Stay with me tonight," I requested. I felt him slide off his suit and shirt off his shoes and they went dancing their own melody to the ground. I climbed in beside me and cradled me to his chest. I was safe and at home. "I love you," I whispered to him.

He kissed my hair. "I love you too, my dear,"

"I am not your dear," I laughed softly.

"Then what is it? My darling? My pet, my love?" He asked.

"Any of those would work, as long as it's solemnly reserved for me. And

what shall I call you?" I asked.

"Your royal husband. It's required by law, unfortunately," He laughed and I joined in.

"But we're not married,"

"I hope to change that very soon," He told me, than added, "My dear,"

I snuggled into him more. It was now that I could imagine this being the rest of my entire existence. Being in the arms of the one who truly made me me, and loved me for who I am. I soon fell asleep to the patterned breaths of Maxon's breathing.

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