Chapter 30: Alice

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My stomach is swollen, George doesn't feel well. I was honored to be one of Beatrice's godmothers but I just could not stay for the party. I was sitting with George by my side looking very pale. "Do you want to retire to our room darling?" I asked him. George nodded his head as he coughed into his handkerchief and quickly put it away. George got up as he helped me up. I was swollen, I felt like a whale. We went and congratulated Katherine. I explained to her my situation, she understood thankfully.

I slowly walk back to our guest apartment that we are staying in. I supported George the whole way, he has seemed to weaken. I hate seeing him this way, it breaks my heart. Once we make our way back to our room I help him lay down on our bed. I go and pour cold water into a bowl. I take a cloth and make my way back to Georges's bedside, he lays while resting his eyes. I can see him take shallow breaths, making my stomach go into knots. The room begins to feel small as I concentrate on George, how ill he looks.

I dip the cloth into the cold water, squeezing out the excess water and placing the cloth on my husband's forehead. "D-Does that feel better my love?" I ask him, filled with sadness. He slowly opens his eyes, "You always make me feel better." He takes my hand close to his chest. "Are you sure you do not want me to call a doctor?" I ask again. "No my dear, this will go away soon." He mutters softly.

I watch him wince in pain, I knew that it was his chest pain's because it started the day before. I took the cloth off of him and put it back into the water, taking it out and squeezing the excess water and placed it on his forehead again. I repeated this process multiple times. My poor sick husband, how I hate watching him suffer. The one other symptom he has apart from coughing and chest pains is excessive sweating. I hope that this is making him feel better.

"You are so good to me Alice, you are my angel" he breathed out. "Rest my love, you need to rest so you can get your energy back." I told him. "Come lay down next to me." He requested. I did as I was told and walked over to my side of the bed and slowly laid down. "You know, I am the one that is supposed to be caring for you right now, making sure that you are alright." George chuckled.

"I am not the one that is ill my darling." I mutter. "But you are with my child, we will be welcoming a new son or daughter into this world" George shakingly says. "I am scared, what if it's a boy, what if he has the same condition as Nicholas?" I say. He takes his hand and weakly holds mine, "Then he will be equally loved and cared for" George mutters weakly.

I lay on my side to face him, "Don't speak my love, you are sick, you must rest." He looks at me, "How can I not speak with an Angel next to me?" My heart skips a beat, "You are too much, what can I do to make you feel better?" I asked him. "A kiss is the best medicine" he replies slyly. I roll my eyes and giggle. I leaned over and place a gentle kiss on his lips, "You always make me feel better Alice, I love you so much." he mutters before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

I kissed him goodnight and silently laid next to him. I took off my shoes since my feet were swollen and aching. I rested my eyes, George was sleeping by my side and the special governess we hired for Nicholas was with him in the royal nursery. I wonder if he was getting along with little Olga Nikolaevna.

I felt my eyes start to drift. I should probably write to my parents. I wonder if they will come for the christening? I know that they didn't like the fact that I converted to Russian Orthodoxy or the fact that I married a Russian but I know that Victoria wouldn't have judged him. She would tell me how proud she was and how happy she was for me. I wonder why she never married? My sister Beatrix got married before her and Victoria was older. Why didn't she live her life when she got the chance to?

Why did she spend all of her time with me while she had the chance to start her own family? I yawned. I said my prayers and dozed off.

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