"The queen is pregnant," the healer announced.
I didn't know how to feel about it and was shocked at how tears fell from my eyes like water that has been enclosed in a dam. They won't stop flowing no matter how hard I try.
Why does it have to be now? Just when I am sure he is finally over me. I looked at his face and all I can see is worry and guilt.
Ahhh, did he feel guilt because he still wants to get me out of the way even when I'm bearing his child?
I wiped my tears harshly, he won't even come near me to comfort me and to make me stop crying. Instead, he left the room, banging the door as he went his way.
My shoulders shook as I felt thousand of needles being stabbed against my heart. I grieved for the child, for his father loves him not.
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"The tea has been poisoned my queen," my old handmaiden told me with conviction the moment the high priest left me the concoction.
