Emlyn grabbed her stomach and curled in bed. The pain was so unbearable that she couldn't hold it. Gosh... was this her karma for lying?
Dammit. This had never happened before.
"Aaaahhh...." Emlyn writhed in pain as the old maid who was standing nearby suddenly turn to panic mode. She didn't know what happened.
This princess was fine just now. She could finish her al and her dicine. Was she having the sa pain as before?
Gosh.. where is that royal physician? She beca so nervous. It's been almost one hour. Why wasn't he here yet?
"Aahh... it hurts... it hurts..." Emlyn cried in pain as she curled like a ball on her bed.
The maid was pacing in the chamber waiting for the physician and her friend to return. She didn't know how to help Emlyn.
"Please hang in there, my lady, the physician is coming," she said over and over again, trying to soothe the woman. However, her voice didn't sound convincing.
"Aaaahhh!!! Where is Mr. Vitas???" Emlyn had now scread her lungs out. She felt her stomach churned and stirred violently by an invisible hand.
This was sothing that she had never experienced in her life. Gosh.. maybe this was karma that ca in tenfold for all the lies she had uttered in the past?
This was not fair!
She was not ready. The pain was so intense that now Emlyn was crying out loud. She was in so much pain and her mind was suddenly worried by the fact it was her stomach that felt the pain.
What if sothing happened to her baby?
Oh my god... she begged internally to whatever gods were there to spare her baby from any pain. She wouldn't know how to continue living if sothing happened to Harlow.
No... no.. please, don't let anything happen to my baby...
Please... I will never lie again.
I will never trick people again.
But please... please spare my Harlow...
Emlyn was crying so hard when the door to her chamber was opened from outside. The old physician entered with the other maid. His wrinkled face looked so worried.
"Your Highness..." He quickly sat on the edge of the bed and held Emlyn's arm. "What happened? How do you feel?"
Emlyn looked up with tears in her eyes. She tried to explain what she was feeling, but it was so hard to even say anything. She only writhed in pain and closed her eyes.
"What did you eat today?" He asked her. Before Emlyn could respond, the old maid explained that Emlyn was already in pain before she ate her al and dicine.
"She complained of stomach pain before lunch, that's why Anna went to get you, Sir," she said. "After a while, she beca fine and could finish her lunch and all the dicine. The pain returned around half an hour ago."
Mr. Vitas furrowed his brows and asked Emlyn to manage her breathing.
"Your Highness, please work with . Take a deep breath and then exhale... Try to think about only good things to distract your mind from the pain. I will check your health."
Emlyn closed her eyes. She tried hard to imagine all the good things in her life which were only quite a few. Her first eting with her husband. The mont he confessed his love to her.
The day that they decided to get married.
Their wedding day.
And the day when they found out she was pregnant.
Gosh... it was so hard to focus only on the good things when her body was in so much pain. She was scared that she would die, together with Harlow and they would never see Mars again.
That would be her biggest nightmare.
"Mr. Vitas... p-please..." She opened her eyes and looked at the old man with a pleading look. She begged the man with difficulty. "Please... help ..."
She gripped the man's arm with her nails. "I don't want to die..."
The old physician was calm and nodded with a smile. No matter what, he must be able to give reassurance to this pregnant woman.
"You will be fine, Your Highness," he said. He checked Emlyn's pulse and her erratic heartbeat. His expression turned murky and then he let out a long sigh.
"What is it?" Emlyn asked the physician urgently. "Is it a bad thing ?"
"No, Your Highness... it's not a bad thing," Mr. Vitas quickly smiled. He realized his sigh earlier must have made Emlyn feel nervous that sothing bad just happened to her.
The old man turned to the two maids. "Please bring hot water and several clean cloths. It looks like Her Highness is about to have early labor."
"What???" Emlyn was so shocked to hear the man's words. She was only seven months into her pregnancy. How could she was going into labor this early?
What would happen to Harlow? Wasn't Harlow too young to be out of her womb?
"Oh my god...." Emlyn muttered in disbelief. "Oh no.... this can't be happening... This can't be happening..."
Mr. Vitas held Emlyn's arm gently and tried to calm her down. "Your Highness, you must not panic. This can happen to a few won. We can deliver your baby safely."
By that point, Emlyn's focus was solely on her baby, that she didn't even care about the excruciating pain in her stomach.
She was so worried that Harlow would be born prematurely and couldn't make it.
How could she face her husband and looked him in the eye if she couldn't protect their child?
Slowly everything beca a blur. She could hear Mr. Vitas spoke but couldn't really grasp what he was saying.
The old man said sothing about a high stress level could trigger premature labor and that made Emlyn bla herself. She should have been calr and not stressed in her situation so Harlow wouldn't experience this shit.
But, how could she do that? Everything that happened in her life in the past seven weeks was so hard and difficult that she felt lucky not to lose her sanity.
She was accused of killing the queen, the mother-in-law that she loved dearly, and now she was locked up in prison, waiting for the trial and punishnt that were most likely not going to be fair.
How could she stay calm and not stressed?
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