Aliya

Aliya

The king and his beta arrive today. This is not good. I was so happy with the fact that so far this pregnancy has been easy. Well, easily ended yesterday as I throw my head over the toilet and heave everything I ate for breakfast into it. Whoever named it morning sickness needs to have their throat ripped out. I have barely kept anything down these last two days. I am in no mood to be greeting people. I feel someone pull my hair back as a hand rubs my lower back. I know it’s Brayden when the familiar sensation of tingles works as they travel their way up my back.

“I linked Dr Nelson and she should be here soon.” He says.

I would answer him but my stomach is revolting against me right now. I dry heave again but nothing comes up. Great now I am dry heaving. There is no way I can meet the king and his beta like this. I start to tell Brayden this when another wave of nausea hits and the heaving continues. I feel him get up and I want to cry. His presence and touch