The World Was Hers For the Taking

Chapter Thirty

I spent the next three weeks laying in bed due to my sadness. Everyday since then, has been the same. I didn't get up nor did I change from the clothes I had the day I found out the news. Ferren brought me food but I barely ate any of it. John came to my chambers to see how I was getting on every other day. He tried to make me laugh, but it didn't work. I was to be Queen of Peluigon and the Queen of Vethuven in a matter of days.

I got up from bed and felt so nauseous I threw up all over the floor.

"Ferren! Ferren come quick."

She came in and cleaned up the mess I made.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. Truth be told, I've been feeling nauseous for two weeks now, but I've never actually thrown up."

She looked at me and shook her head, "Do not be sorry. You cannot control these things. I'll go and call the physician to make sure everything is alright."

I agreed and waited patiently for him to come in. He was in my room for maybe an hour before he knew what was wrong.

"You are absolutely sure?"

"Yes. You are with child, my lady."