This story is an alternate universe that takes place in the Country of Gondor (a made-up country/not related to Lord of the Rings), and it is ruled by the Styles Monarch Family. Prince Harry Styles has come of age to inherit the throne. But with cha...
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"What are you doing!?"
Zayn is working in his art room. It used to be in another hall, but Harry has decided to build Zayn an art room inside his suite ever since Zayn became with child. So Zayn doesn't need to run across the palace to finish his artwork.
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Harry even has the Royal Quarters expanded for the babies' nursery (yes, the King of Gondor plans for the future).
Back to the present, Zayn was trying to move a couple of canvases to make room for his new piece; that's when Harry walked (sprinted) in and took them from him.
"Why are you lifting things? Where are the servants? Did they leave you to do their work?" Harry asks constantly.
"Calm down, Harry. I was only moving them to make space. It's barely anything. I dismissed the servants to have some time to myself. It's annoying to have people surrounding you constantly."
"I understand that, but you could've asked me for help. You can't be straining yourself. I don't want anything to happen to you or the baby," Harry said, holding Zayn's arms.
Zayn is at the beginning of his second trimester. The first three months weren't the best time for him. Zayn would get fatigued easily, but it was like a whole new setting when he reached his fourth month. Zayn is as energetic as ever; no more getting tired all the time. The morning sickness is gone, and his appetite increases rapidly.
Yet Harry is still treating him as though he's made of glass. "I understand, Harry. But I didn't want to bother you. Plus, I feel fine. Thanks to Cassandra and her potions,"
"Cassandra is a miracle worker, but still, no more carrying heavy stuff. I'm here with you. If you need anything, tell me to do it, alright?"
"Alright," Zayn surrendered to his husband's outrageous request. Harry leads Zayn over to the rest area to have a seat. "Did you take your medicine today?"
"Yes, I did. Cassandra stopped by today to bring me a new batch,"
"Did she give you a check over?"
"Yes, she did. She said that I would no longer have to worry about morning sickness. Thank the gods. Also, I'll be experiencing weird cravings. Maybe even some cramps here and there,"
"That sounds like a handful. Did she mention anything else?"
"She did mention some changes to my body. My stomach will start to get visibly bigger...and my-um-my breast...she says I'll be more sensitive. I'll be needing you to help me with my...uh-my..." Zayn blushes a bright red.
