King's Maker [+18]

Chapter Forty-seven

"Then we'll just say we need a quick grocery." He looked at her like a sad puppy. "Pleaaase." Stella cooed. What the?? "Fine, babe."

"Are you two for real??" I said as we walked on the grounds. "Mhmm~"

"Why didn't you tell me anything??" She laughed, "I just figured you need a surprise. "When??" I asked her, intrigued. "Well he was the one who carried me when we got drunk, and then it just started." She shrugged.

I teased her this time and she was having it.

We came back and noticed that his man, the royal guard, was gone. We looked at each other. Oh no, did King Jeon get pissed.

I opened the door and I see King Jeon sitting on a chair and when he heard the door open, he looked our way and his eyes were just empty, staring. I gulped.

Stella bowed and she left. Panic starts to rattle me again. I placed my groceries down and closed the door behind me.

Should I walk more or stay frozen.. "come here."

I quickly followed. Standing in front of him without eye contact. "Look at me." Aish!

I looked at him. "Why did you two go on your own?" I need an excuse.. "I was afraid you'd buy them yourself again, Your Highness.."

Yes, that's perfect. "That's none of your concern if I buy your demands." I gulped. "Sorry, Your Highness.."

"Never carry anything heavy again." I sighed internally. There he is again with his confusing care- "you're carrying a child."

My mind went blank. My eyes remained frozen to the same spot as he stood up. He lifted my chin and searched for my eyes. I-I'm..?

I-I don't know what to feel.. child.. me? Why is it all of a sudden terrifying to think. My lungs felt like it tightened. "Talk to me." His words caused me to snap out of my racing thoughts.

I sighed and shut my eyes. I now have to truly mentally prepare myself. This is for my freedom. I have to nurture it. I opened my eyes again to see him staring at me still.

The thought of labor made my knees go frail, he caught me. It's somehow getting worse for me.

How would my body take it? "Oh God.." I whispered. He sat me down on his lap as he sat on the bed. "You act as if you did not see this coming."

It's not that.. it's just, it would not sink in me, now that it's really about to happen, I felt like someone poured cold water all over me.

Now I feel unprepared than ever, what if my body gives up, what if I get complications, what if I deliver him or her and my body would not make it..

"I'm scared.." I murmured. I felt tears rimming in my eyes. He lifted my chin. "Birthing is more frightening than dying?"

"I'm scared of delivering and dying at the same time.." I stared at his eyes. "To carry life that could possibly let me die." The irony that I couldn't properly let out..

"You behave like I will neglect the two of you." That doesn't assure me, even if you have all the money and power in the world, it's your body's decision at the end of the day.

"All you have to do is nurture my child," he held my stomach, "do not condemn him in your mind as he can feel you, do not make him hide." Right, it can feel the mother. No, I'm not the mother.

I'm not.. I wanted to ask him what I've been trying to muster. "Your Highness.. will I be free after?" I gazed at him and he stayed silent for a second.

"Yes." Deadpan.. that just prompts me to get this through, this is for me after all.

I sighed with relief. He wiped a tear that I didn't feel rolling on my cheek.

"I have a regulation for you," my eyes never left him, "never do anything on your own, always ask, anything." Anything? Wouldn't that be burdensome?

That's hard for something simple. I bit my inner cheeks and nodded. "Now, what do you crave?"

Hmm, I don't have one in my mind yet. I shaked my head. "Then what do you want to do?"

"Nothing, Your Highness." He's all accommodating now, but I can't read him that well, he doesn't seem that happy. Is his child really only for heir? "Can I stroll for a while, Your Highness?"

"Let's go."

"N-No, alone, Your Highness." he shaked his head, "not when you're carrying a child now." I sulked and lowered my head. "Don't.. do that. It's for his safety." hmm, I forgot that I have to think of him now, he has to come first. "Sorry, Your Highness."

"Can I please instead talk to Stella, Your Highness?" he placed me down the bed, "I'll have her come here." he then walked out. But I was planning to have some fresh air.. with her.

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"AHHHHHH!!" she screamed so loud that King Jeon barged inside all alert. "What the fuck happened?" he looked everywhere and I resisted to just laugh at his face, forehead all creased, this is the first time I see him act like an ordinary man. "S-So sorry, Your Highness! I-I was just happy for Y/n.." she bowed so deep and stayed for a few seconds.

He sighs and rubs his palm on his face and turns around. Once we heard the door shut, Stella jumped. "Hey, you really have to keep it down, he might throw a fit."

"Girl?? You're with child!!" she chirps. "Okay, yeah, but please, quiet down, he looked distressed."

"Yeah, what's with him? Shouldn't he be celebrating?" I bit my lower lip, "I guess he has too much on his plate to have that, and it's alright, he's purely doing this for his bloodline." she sighs and sits down. "Poor baby." she pouts and caresses my stomach. "Come on, you act like he'll have a poor status once it's out of me."