Cassandra
The next day, I was walking down the hall with a guard at my hip. Ever since he had found out I was pregnant, the king had been a ball of nerves. I would have argued that I could have protected myself if not for the trouble I had gotten in the last couple of days. I sighed deeply and the guard gave me a sympathetic smile. He probably understood how embarrassing it felt to need a guard as a trained knight. Finally, I arrived at the library where I knew Greg would be.
As I opened the door, the soft creak sounded almost deafening in the quiet room. I cringed softly. I had requested Greg to be the doctor for the baby for now. I felt weird with the palace doctors. While I saw how much he disliked the idea of it, the king agreed to my request. Would he truly say yes to anything I ask
