Royal or Loyal? [A garmau AU] ✔️

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Three and a half weeks after Garroth turned Aphmau in, is when things started to get interesting.

Sunday morning, she threw up her breakfast, she probably wasn't used to getting fed the same thing all the time.

On Monday she didn't throw up but she didn't faint around noon. When Zoey took her to the nurse's room she felt super exhausted.

She thought they must have put something in the food because she threw up everything she ate on Tuesday.

On Wednesday, she barley had an appetite, drank lots of water, threw it up and fainted again.

Followed by more throwing up on Friday and sleeping almost the entire day.  It was probably from the potion that Garroth used to knock her out.

Later that day, she fainted.  Zoey took her to a private medical room that was located in the place. She had to use her barrier magiks to make sure she couldn't escape.

Knowing that this was her third fainting spell in the week, she's not able to travel on her own without the proper care.

When Aphmau woke, she noticed the familiar clip on her right hand which monitored her heartbeat.

She ran a single hand through her hair, lying upwards in the bed.

Zoey walked in, smiling as bright as she usually does. "Are you okay, Aphmau?"

This was the third fainting spell she had this week. Not to mention, she throws up everything she eats.

She sighed, nodding. There was no way she could be mean to Zoey. She was the nicest person in the imprisonment she was in.

Because that asshole agreed with deal his asshole father made him.

Like father like son.

Aphmau sighed, "Zoey, I never get sick. Is there something wrong with me?"

She looked at me in discomfort. "Are you sure you can take this all in?"

She nodded, nervousness really creeping up to her. She gets awfully paranoid when anything involving her and having any kind of sickness occurred.

"Well," She sat down on the chair by her bed, grabbing her hands with support.

"There's nothing wrong with you. But I think there may be a chance that,"

She trailed off, not wanting to tell her.

"Zoey,"

"There may be a chance that you could be... Pregnant." She huffed out in relief.

Pregnant?

Aphmau in hailed a sharp breath, her hand hovering her stomach in the slightest bit.

"There's no way that.... Zoey there's no way that I could be..."

Her breathing hitched.

"There's no way I could be...pregnant."

"Did you not have any unprotect-"

She hung her head down low, remembering that one time and all the other times. She nodded, dismissing her question.