John didn't even leave the room an instant, not even to call the doctors, he barely even darted his gaze away from Roselyn. He was obeying the doctor's orders politely and without daring to say a word. Roselyn had never seen him that well-mannered.
Roselyn was gasping for the air and at each stab, in her belly, a scream escaped from her sore throat while her eyes filled with tears.
They had never mentioned her such a strong aching pain, how was it possible it would hurt so much?
"Your highness, stay strong, it may take a while." One of the doctors spoke and Roselyn inadvertently groaned at his statement. A while?? how could she resist for a while?
"Can't you fasten up the process? It's hurting." Roselyn cried out while she inhaled only to scream louder when another stab hit her in the stomach.
"The contraction is still not enough frequent." Another doctor observed whispering to the nearer doctor who nodded as if he just thought the same.
