Into The Battle We Go (Part 1)

(Cattleya)

I feel so stuffy lately, probably because of the pups, although I was grateful that the morning sickness was practically gone now, but other discomfort comes and goes. My back begins to hurt and also had weird cravings that sometimes even my mates winced when they saw me eat.

“Cattleya, are you done? We need to go in one hour.” Zephyr is calling me from the door. I shouted that I was packing my essentials, practically my new cravings, and shoved them inside my bag. He opens the door and chuckles. “Darling we can ask the maid to buy these foods there, you don’t need to pack everything.”

“No, I don’t want the maids buying it for me.” I was pouting and pointing at the array of snacks on the bedside table. “They always messed up, one time I want some creamy butter ice cream, they bring back some butter ice cream. I want it creamy!”

He raised his eyebrows. “Okay, whatever you want then. Now, if you’re finished with everything, how about you go downstairs and wait.”

“I’ll go