Stormee Adalwulf
I am in panic mode... How could I be this careless? How could I?
Al and I were very active sexually, and it never occurred to me that my birth control should have been switched two months ago... I used an implant, and it was due to be changed somewhere around my time dealing with the death of Arxelle and having some other Audon-provoked drama.
I bit my lower lip, and I was close to tears.
Al paced the room, which didn't help a bit. We were both inside our heads; he paced restlessly while I remained immobile in bed, curled up with tears in my eyes.
"The doctor is here..." A housemaid announced, and Al stopped pacing.
"Good evening, doctor," Al greeted him,
"Your Majesties..." the doctor bowed.
"The queen is not feeling well," Al said, and the doctor nodded.
