CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

Screams and a mixture of panicking voices inside the crown princess' chamber echoed all over the room and to the hall of the west wing of the palace. With guards dispersed at a safe distance to ensure the privacy of the princess and the women inside the room. All of them are deeply panicking as they see how the maids and servants run the long hall. Even the screams of the princess pierce their ears in a manner that it'll make one's hair rise. It was the day everyone is preparing for aside for the coronation of the crown princess. It is the time for Morrigan's child to be born in this world. Maids and midwives prayed for Fiachra's guidance for the safe delivery of the child and the safety of the mother's life.

Morrigan who was blessed with a royal heir at such young age, delivering a child will be too difficult for her fragile body. With her petite frame, and her already sensitive pregnancy one would only hope for the best of survival for both mother and child.