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Post by Morgan Rose on Jul 26, 2008 8:40:22 GMT 9
Sky stared at her calender. Her eyes wide with shock and fear. "No.." she mumbled, stumbling back slightly. She was late. A month late. That could only mean mean thing.
"Alice" she called, her voice hoarse. Her privy door quickly opened and shut as her sister glinded in, falling into a low bow.
"Your majesty" she greeted, before rising back to her feet.
"I'm pregnant.." Sky mumbled, her eyes quickly filling with tears. Alice lunged forward and pulled her older sister into a hug.
"Thats fantastic!" she exclaimed, she stepped back and took her sisters hands in hers. "I'll have someone go fetch the King, this is great news!" her smile fell a little as Alice took in the look on Sky's face.
"No. I'm not going to tell him" Alice's jaw hit the floor.
"What..? Sky.. You have to.."
"NO!" Sky snapped, pulling her hands out of her sisters. "I don't have to do anything. He is not to know Alice."
Alice gapped at her sister for a moment. Not really sure what had caused the sudden change of mood in her sister, only weeks ago she had wanted nothing more then to have a child in her womb.
"I won't give her a opening to his bed..." Sky continued, more to herself then Alice. "Alice you have to help me disguise it" she said, her head snapped up to glare at Alice. Alice gulped, biting her lip. Before falling into another low bow.
Mi'lady" she said.
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"The Queen is pregnant" Morgan's head snapped up from the cards she'd been studying intently.
"Pardon?" she asked, her eyes boring into that of the young seer.
"She's with child" Morgan frowned. This was not a good thing, security would be tighter around the palace. "But the King does not know"
Morgan jumped to her feet.
"You're sure?" the girl nodded. Morgan grinned and glanced at Delila. Delila met Morgan's grin with one of her own.
"If there was ever a time to attack now is it" Delila said, rising to her feet to stand beside Morgan.
"No not yet Delila. We need to plan this very carefully." she ran her thumb over Delila's pale cheek and kissed her lips softly. "Get information, anything we can use. I don't care how" freeing Delila face she locked her gaze on her younger brothers.
"Find a way into the palace" he nodded, and slipping his hand into Delila's they left. Morgan turned her gaze back to the seer.
"Is there anything else?"
A country torn, by love, by hate. Where will you stand?
Wicked Moments
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