A changed king

"I-I think the queen is sick again. She just collapsed in my hands right now. Find something to give her immediately."

Okay... I didn't collapse in your hands. Why is he overreacting? I just felt a bit dizzy, and that was all.

"Again?" Hershel remarked, taking me off Wilder's arm and putting me on the bed. He placed two of his fingers on my neck, trying to check my temperature. He did the same thing with his palm on my forehead. He asked me to open my mouth while he checked my tongue, then my eyeballs. Going through all of these, he simply sighed.

"What's wrong with her? Is she sick again? Is it bad? Talk, Hershel."

"It is just normal pregnancy symptoms. There is nothing wrong with the queen. Why do you keep rushing her here for no reason? You did this yesterday, and I told you that nothing was wrong with her." A frustrated and tired Hershel let out, "Besides, I already gave her some herbs that would help tone down the pregnancy symptoms, she is really fine, nephew!"

"Well, it looke