Unity.

CHAPTER 10: THE UNEXPECTED

4 months later...

I rush into the King's privy chamber to be greeted by the King's council.

The men bow low to me.

"I need to speak with the king urgently, " my voice was stern.

Everyone shuffled out of the room. Harry's face turned pale. I knew he thought the worst.

"What is it, Elizabeth ?" He walks slowly up to me and places his hands around the part that will soon to grow.

I smiled and look downwards at his hands and where they were placed. I trailed my eyes back to him and noticed his rosy cheeks regain colour. His smile spread widely on his face at a rapid speed. He instantly knew.

"How-" he started but he couldn't form the words.

"The physician says three months," I respond in delight. "Do not say a word to the council nor the court until I am showing. Please Harry,"

I softly throw my hands onto his shoulders as he nods in response to what I had demanded. He pulled me in close, close enough that not even air could escape.

"We're having a baby," he whispered in my ear. He had placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and we took a moment to hold one another.

Soon to be parents.

6 months later...

I was paralysed by the agonising pain I went through to bring him into the world. My first born. The next King to the throne, Prince Harry, named after his father. I didn't have the strength to lift my head, not even to look at my child. The physician worrily told the King that I had lost a lot of blood during the birth. I spent most of ny days in bed, numbed by the pain that flushed my body with exhaustion. The physician predicted that I would have little chance of walking again.

My ladies kept me company throughout the day, while at night the King would come to my chambers to lay with me. He was affectionate and comforting.

Louis was not allowed to see me, one one was except my ladies and the King.

My mother wept by the sounds of the stories my sister, Cecilia, told me. I think my parents thought I was on the verge of death.

"He is beautiful,Liz" Cecilia compliments my creation.

I smile at her to show that I acknowledged what she had said.

"Liz, you need to eat. You look frail. Sickly, is the word,"

I turn away from my sister to stare outside through the window. The garden was covered in snow once again. Little children of the court ran around the gardens and through the maze throwing snow at one another. It made me smile because soon my children will be running around.

Harry came to my chambers earlier this time. Everyone had left and it was just him and I.

" My beautiful wife,"

Harry walks over to the bed, he takes his shoes off and his coat. He hopped into the bed beside me.

"How is my beautiful wife ?"

I look at me with a pale face and dark eyes. All I can do is smile.

"Our son is healthy and strong. He is drying out the wet nurses," harry chuckles. " He has curly brown hair and very dark green eyes,"

A tear escapes my eye as I think about my child that I had with harry. I wad appreciative that I had his child but I wondered what louis and what our child would look like.

Harry gently held me as 'tears of joy' shaded my face fron guilt.