King's Maker [+18]

Chapter Seventy-two

I moved again and I loudly groaned when something painfully sharp emerged from me.

He was quick to hold my arm. "I told you to tell me what you need." He sounded worried.

I don't want to just always say anything to him, it just doesn't settle with me. "I just felt like I could do it on my own, Your Highness."

"And what would that be?"

"Pee.." I heard him sigh then in a span of time, he lifted me up carefully and I groaned with the pain.

He walked us inside the bathroom and lowered me slowly. He was about to take a step away but fear got to me. I grabbed his hand to hold and he didn't have a say on it.

"Ah.." even urinating is painful as hell. I tried to control my pee to lessen the pain as possible.

I grabbed a napkin and I had to mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to see. He pulled me up to not force my body to lift on my own and I lightly wiped myself.

I gulped that I saw a light color red. I checked the toilet and it's clear reddish hue and I see clots on it.

I felt my knees get weak. I looked away and he hugged me. His hand held the back of my head and the other rubbed my back.

"It won't last." He reassures me. I looked at him and straightened myself from being intimate with him.

He flushed the toilet. He was about to pick me up but I stopped him. "Can I try and walk, Your Highness?"

He didn't answer but his hand holding my waist was. I carefully started to walk and this pain is much bearable.

He lifted me up on the bed and slowly sat me down. He's still careful of me even after I gave birth to his child.

I was expecting to be discarded somewhere else but here he is, laying me down gently. Is this him now? Or was he like this all along?

"What's on your mind?" I didn't realize I was straight up staring at him. His face is inches from mine.

"O-Oh, nothing, Your Highness."

He tucked me in a blanket then I just watched him walk back and forth in this room and give me food.

I was puzzled when he kept holding the bowl. He sat beside me, facing me. "Ah, Your Highness, I can.. feed myself, thank you."

A spoon is waiting in front of my mouth.. "I know." He casually says.

Oh.

I was reluctantly approaching the spoon but then I took the food with my mouth.

A loud commotion emerged from the door. Six very familiar men burst inside the door while the nurses tried to talk with them.

"It's alright." King Jeon said and the nurses left.

"Damn you. You couldn't even tell us?" One man said. All of them rushed to the bassinet beside me but the loud clattering of their feet made Seol stir and get cranky.

"Oops." One man said while all of them froze. Seol settled again and King Jeon gave them a straight face.

They cleared their throats and fixed their clothes. They slowly went closer to her then their eyes looked at me.

Now what?

They quietly squealed. "I knew it, she's a copy of you."

I pursed my lips in a line, feeling shy. Another spoon is up on my face and it baffles me. His friends are here.

He moved the spoon more on my face. I was unsure- "just eat. I couldn't care less of what they'd think."

Uhm.. "yeah, go on, just eat." All of them have a sly smile on their faces. Aish, it's making me embarrassed.

I looked away and took the food. I heard hidden giggles. "If all of you are just to disturb my daughter, leave."

"Aish~ we're just happy for our maknae." I stopped chewing and looked at the king with a surprised look. "What?"

"Y-You're the youngest of all of them, Your Highness?"

"Yes." He just has this expressionless look and I feel like laughing. How come the older ones are more respectful to the youngest?

"Doesn't look like it, does it? This is the fact that we all have a younger aura if you will~" One tall man swiftly said.

I giggled at his flaunting expression. "I suppose you're next to the youngest?" I asked.

"Ooh! Have you heard her?? My my my, I just want to say that you made my heart explode." He acted like his chest hurts. I giggled again.

"He's the oldest." The fair quiet man spoke.

Oh my, but he acts like the youngest. I wouldn't have thought.. "yah! Will you not allow me to be a kid? Just this instance!"

The baby woke up but she's not crying. King Jeon is giving them a death stare but the oldest was just flashing him a smile.

Seol rubs her face with her mittens. The bed shifted when the king stood up.

He took Seol from her bassinet- "may we carry h-"

"No." He cuts them off. Then he looked at them. "Not now. Soon."

They felt relieved. "Alright then, I suppose we'll visit another time as we only came by but in actuality, we're supposed to meet the general, so we'll see ourselves out."

"General Shin?" They nodded their heads. "Tell him my regards." He said as all of them started to walk to the door.

"Take care, Y/n."

"I will send you a variety of teas next time, it will help you regain your strength."

"Y/n, talk to him to let us carry his child next time."

Then all of them waved and I did too as they went out. Talk to him? But he's the King.

I wouldn't dare.

He's then sniffing her mittens. She smells so good, that's why I love to hold babies, they're just warm and light.

He then kissed her forehead and I'm very much content that he is allowing me to see this side of him.