Celia bowed deeply and gracefully to the king and queen at the high table. Tobin made his own bow, then ushered her to take the seat next to his.
"Why do you look in such good spirits?" Queen Maura asked the moment Celia sat down. Her eyes flicked suspiciously between the young couple.
Celia carefully smoothed out her veil so that it fell gracefully down her back, pretending not to notice the queen's impatient stare. She then smiled indulgently at Tobin. "What do you say, husband? Did you want to tell them or should I?"
He squirmed in his seat and grabbed the nearby goblet so he could take a big gulp. It immediately sent him into a coughing fit.
Celia had to giggle while she clapped Tobin on the back several times. She even took the opportunity to strike him a little harder than strictly needed.
He eventually stopped sputtering and wheezing. "Celia's with child." he mumbled to his parents.
