Caitlin
Have you picked a coronation dress designer yet?
Bellamy
Yes. We went with Xena Dumond.
Caitlin
I’m so proud of you. She was the best choice by far. I mean, if you had to go with a Mornea designer and couldn’t use your best friend, at least you chose the one I would have picked for you. What about the design?
Bellamy
We’re having our first meeting at the end of this week.
I don’t want to burden her with what’s going on with Parliament right now.
Not via text, and not until I know which way the vote actually goes.
Caitlin
Tell Joss I need to be FaceTimed into this meeting.
Bellamy
Already planning on it.
There’s a knock on the door before it opens.
Bellamy
Gotta go, Cait. The doctor’s here.
Caitlin
Love you, B.
An older gentleman with beautifully dark skin and warm, soft eyes steps into the room and bows. “It is so wonderful to meet you, Your Highness.”
“Thank you, Dr. Kunai. And thank you so much for making time in your schedule for me. I know my husband and I both appreciate it.” I’ve learned over the past few months that even though I would never have been this formal before marrying Rhys, it actually puts people more at ease now than informal me does. This country expects a certain formality from their queen. It eases their nerves about meeting me.
Atticus likes to tease me that I’d send them right over the edge if they saw what a hot mess I am at home.
He takes a seat on a small stool and wheels his way over to the table where I’m seated. “I was happy to help. King Rhys has done more good for the field of oncology in Mornea thananyone before him, and I’m very aware of the way you are now continuing that trend. Our country is lucky to have you, my queen.”
Oh geeze.
I wasn’t ready for that.
“Thank you.” I wipe my eyes, trying to act like dust got in them and that his kind words didn’t just make me want to cry.
“Okay then. Let’s get down to business, shall we?” he asks as he opens a tablet and pulls up my information. “The results of your bloodwork are right where we want them. You seem to be in perfect health. Although I do recommend that we switch out one of your medications now that you’re expecting. I did a little research and?—”
“I’m sorry, Dr. Kunai. Expecting what?” I ask, confused. “I’ve been on these medications for the past two years with no side effects. I would really rather not change them now.” Finding the right medications with the least amount of side effects and even fewer adverse interactions with each other hasn’t always been easy over the years. It took ages to nail down this regimen, and I really don’t want to change it now.
He scrolls through my chart with a furrow between his brows, then rubs a hand over his shaved head. He looks like an even sexier version of Taye Diggs, and that thought alone has me thinking Clara has forced me to watchRentone too many times since I’ve moved to Mornea. Her love of that musical knows no end.
“I’m sorry, your highness... I assumed you knew.” He confirms something on the screen then looks up at me. “You’re pregnant.”
