ELVIRA

something was wrong and she knew it. for days she felt sick and often threw up. perhaps she should seek medical advice, but she was far to stubborn. she pushed threw and kept it hidden from the rest of her home. keeping it secret and keeping to herself. she was not one to give herself away when weak. she hated when others witnessed her in such a way. she was a monster and the queen. she was never going to be weak.

she would die strong and that was that. yet, today she was awoken by a wave of nausea that made her roll from her slumber. the sun was setting and she rose fast. leaping out of the bed, not noting if her husband was sleeping there or not. she would run. run swiftly down the halls until she was outside. not making it to far before she threw up her meal from the day prior. the blood soaking the earth at her paws and she shook her head.

stumbling a bit away to collapse and sigh. the queen was ill, or was it something else?

speaking

EYES THAT LOOK LIKE HEAVEN, LIPS LIKE SHERRY WINE

TALKING TO MYSELF AT NIGHT,
CAUSE I CAN'T FORGET!

Julius was, indeed, sleeping when his wife had rushed out the room. It was what woke him up -- seeing a glimpse of her sprinting out of the door made him suddenly full of energy, his entire body scrambling to get up and follow her. Panic surged in him -- was she injured? Sick? It hounded at his feet and he followed hurriedly.

"My Rose!" He yelped, finding her just in time to see her fall nearby the splash of blood. Scampering to her side, he attempted to place a paw on her forehead to check for a fever. "Are you alright, dear?" He hushed, unfurling a wing to shield her from the dying light.

ELVIRA

the sound of her husband followed by the yip of his voice. Her ears slammed back and her jade eyes peered up in time to feel a paw touch her forehead. She could feel his concern and she felt worse for worrying him. She knew her head was cool to the touch. Her body was not feverish in the slightest. This was something far different from poison or illness. She just couldn't place what was different.

It was a long moment of silence before she spoke in turn. i am fine love. Just a little nausea. Maybe i ate something odd. Or well, someone. she paused and then later her ears twitching slightly. Thankful for the shadows cast by her beloveds wing.

or perhaps i have something else going on. It has been a few days of this sick feeling when i wake. she did not want to say it outloud. To jynx it and ruin something for them both. But perhaps she was pregnant after all.

What joy.

speaking

EYES THAT LOOK LIKE HEAVEN, LIPS LIKE SHERRY WINE

TALKING TO MYSELF AT NIGHT,
CAUSE I CAN'T FORGET!

The Lord let out a sigh of relief at the sign of no fever. Listening to her, he let the words sink in. And he pieced together his assumption, and the shine in his eyes was that of joy, with a hint of nervousness. "Then... then perhaps...!" Even he dared not speak it, though within his mind he knew fully well. A father. Something he'd always dreamed of being. He tried to gently nuzzle her, grinning. "What wonderful news."

ELVIRA

The woman watched him calm down and the mood shifted abruptly. He was thrilled and she felt her own dread at the idea washing away. Sure she was not sure how good a mother she would be. That didn't matter to much, really. Julius was going to be a great father and she wanted him to be happy. She did everything she did to make him happy. So she let him nuzzle her and offered a reassuring smile. It is indeed.

speaking

EYES THAT LOOK LIKE HEAVEN, LIPS LIKE SHERRY WINE