The Kingdoms Heir (H.S story)

I

Artemis

                  

                 The last few months have been exhausting emotionally, and physically. Not only from growing a child, which is a lot harder than people say, but the constant worry of where Baron is has weighed on us all. My father and Harry have done all they can to keep me on house arrest for my safety, but once I convinced them that it was putting more stress on me, they thought it was essential for me to have small duties outside of the castle. Like helping carpenters with building our side castle for Aurora's orphanage and cleaning up our green house and planting new plants. 'Aurora's orphanage' is what we named the orphanage and we decided to build it in the wing of the castle where we had all the kidnapped girls before. We are working on transforming it into a safe and fun place for misplaced and orphan children. Not much has changed other than more security and less trips to the village closest to us. Harry and I have been going to weekly doctor's visits recently, they have been saying my blood pressure is too high. Which makes me worried about our baby. Ever since the girl was taken from her mother the day of Kit and Hyacinthus' wedding everything has been pretty quiet, and I'm honestly thankful for the sort of peace we have right now.

I

             I know how this is going to sound, but it's true. I never knew true happiness until I met Harry. For years I have put a smile on my face for my parents, and after my mother passed for my father. But I don't remember times being consistently happy. I did have times where I was genuinely happy, sure. By for long periods of time? I didn't know how that felt until Harry came into my life. For years I felt an emptiness in my heart and now I know he is what was meant to fill it. Being a princess I had to learn to not show my true emotions unless in private, and that has taken a toll on me in the last few years, especially during this pregnancy. Every emotion I have had the last six months I have been trying to contain but I feel like my glass is alway filled to the brim with any emotion you can think of. Today is my baby shower and even though I am dreading it, I know Hyacinthus and Kit are working very hard at making it as beautiful as it can be.

"Morning love." Harry kisses my cheek and puts his hand on my growing bump, rubbing his hand up and down it. I've never felt as attractive as I do pregnant, Harry makes sure to let me know frequently. He always tells me how beautiful I am, or secretly squeezes my butt in passing, just to let me know that even though I find my body revolting, he finds me beautiful. "Time to wake up, it's your baby shower day. And Kit made me promise you wouldn't be late." He is shirtless which is exposing all of his tattoos, I blink a little and it takes me a moment to notice that even his lower tattoos are showing. I trace the leaves on his hip bones with my fingers gently and he moves a little showing he's ticklish which makes me smirk. I've never asked him what the stories are behind his tattoos, but I know Harry is the type to have a story behind each one.

"It is my baby shower though, I can be late if I want to." I say sleepily and grab his arm and tug on it to let him know he's wanted. He crawls in behind me and pulls me in close, placing his hand back on my belly running slow gentle strokes across it. I turn around and stare into his lime green eyes and they seem to absorb mine with a flash of disobedience in his eyes. I know that look. That's the look that got me pregnant in the first place.

"We do not have time for that." He laughs and untangles himself from me, I groan sitting up off of the bed.

"For what?" I ask, biting my lip innocently knowing it drives him crazy. I don't think he has realized that I have fully learned and memorized everything that makes him want to tear my clothes off. Biting my lips, pulling his hair, saying something super smart that he can't even comprehend and the list goes on.