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@ebbv
“ i’ve got some big news ! ” ebba exclaimed as she entered the room with a bag from a pastry shop. “ i had the second trimester check up ! ” she handed the bag to astrid. “ found out the sex today. can i get a drumroll ? ” ( @vstridb )
can i write anyone a starter on ebba or sam <3 ?
tvkla:
“ shea butter! ” she lifts the item out of the bags she brought and presents it to ebba. “ in a lotion. feels amazing on the skin, you will never see a single stretch mark. this stuff and these oils are to die for. no saggy skin on my watch! ” she watches nilsa peer curiously at ebba, as if marriage is supposed to have changed her appearance somehow. “ how many people do you have to tell before you announce officially? ”
“ it’s not really about the inner circle... ” ebba’s drummed her fingertips against her cheek. “ we just don’t want to announce too soon after the wedding because it will, uhm... look a bit bad. so maybe in january ? i’m also thinking about christmas. it might be easy to slip into the announcements and if the phrasing is something along the lines of ‘ christmas surprise ’ or ‘ christmas miracle ’, it won’t look like we found out before the wedding. i just don’t know if it’d be too misleading. ”
rchvnt:
“ no! no no no no no. no don’t do that. ” his hand massages into his temple. shit. shit. shit… fuck. okay. okay. he can process this. it is fine. it is out of his control. so he can be fine. he’s survived a million worse things, this is fine. “ not like that, just — koh-i-noor. you. rajputs. wedding. honeymoon. your debut. child. coronation. ” he fingers the ceremonial earrings he’s had to wear consistently for the past year or so now. “ pencil me in for the next one. ” he was just allowing the seed of happiness to sink in before his face pales again. “ how are you going to wear a lehenga like this ? they already took your measurements. ” to think, he would have to suffer the stupid look on reena’s stupid face. his wife to be will not understand the level at which he is about to become the laughing stock of the family. “ so… ganganagar cancelled ? ”
her hands settled on his shoulders, firmly keeping him from crumbling into a heap of stress. “ it’s still the same order. we just don’t have to wait as long between the steps ! ” a very thin silver lining. “ we’ll just have to keep our mouths shut about this. the less we say, the less we’ll lie. ” maybe they got lucky and the child would be born late ? then they could just say the baby had been born early ! “ we’ll just have to make some adjustments, it’ll be alright. the team’s so skilled and professional. it’ll be fine. there’ll be a final fitting a week before. adding half an inch won’t be an issue. ” she hoped ! half an inch might force them to rework the embroidery. “ no, we shouldn’t cancel it. it’ll make us look bad. traveling is fine as long as i don’t strain myself too much. ”
rchvnt:
“ you can’t be ! now ? does it have to be now ? ” can’t as in cannot. she cannot. as in they are moving mountains just to make all of this happen, the last thing he needs is some old fashioned lunatic trying to say something about westerners and loose women. this is not happening ! blood is pounding in his ears, he is willing himself control. or maybe it’s a stroke. maybe he is supposed to be smelling burnt toast, but the echo of her voice is too distracting and so is the dizzying flurry of disaster scenarios flitting past his mind’s eye. when had he come back from udaipur ? “ that was more than a month ago. ” now he has to sit down. “ no ! ” now it is less of a protest and more of a helpless lament. “ i had it all figured out. it could have waited two months. just two months. ” and his parents ! his poor parents ! how would they cover this up for the public ? pretend the child was premature ? he slips his watch off his wrist. how is he supposed to go now with this hanging over his head ? “ how did i not know you went to see that kind of doctor ? what did the doctor say ? ” their appointments were supposed to be on one calendar !
“ unless you want me to book another kind of a doctor’s appointment, yes. yes, it has to be now. ” her hand rose to squeeze his arm reassuringly. there was no crying over spilled milk, he was worrying prematurely. he was and he wasn’t the one who would have to fit doctor’s appointments into his already full calendar ! “ it was... ” the timing’s unfortunate. “ you had it planned ? were you going to tell me when we’d start baking ? ” she arched a brow at him and narrowed her eyes. his anxiousness was contagious and she was doing her best not to let it get the best of her. “ i didn’t want to... i don’t know, i didn’t want to say anything in case i was just imagining things. the doctor’s appointment was just blood tests, the ultrasound wasn’t very informative yet... ” she would have felt sad if her worries had made her make him miss out on a milestone. “ look, we just need to get through the weddings and then we can think of a plan. ”
rchvnt:
his jaw has set. there’s a horrible feeling in his stomach. along with an odd prickly sensation that starts on the surface of his skin and shoots into his organs like icy shards of glass. “ no. ” a finger raises. he has to remember to take another breath in order to wag it. “ no. ” she cannot. she is mistaken. “ not possible. ” this cannot happen now. the scandal this would cause ! “ we didn’t. we cannot have, you’re mistaken. ” he’s been careful… most of the time.
“ yes, yes, i’m sorry. the two blood tests i took in order to have it confirmed were incorrect. i’ve been probably eating something bad four weeks straight. ” he was going to pop a vein soon ! she got up from her seat and slipped into the spot right next to him. she looked at him from below her lashes and held eye contact in the silent room. if she had had doubts about his opinion on kids, the multiple nos might have rattled her. “ i’m serious. i went to the doctor’s on friday. ” she wrapped her hand around his and pulled it down. “ i’m going to blame that night when you came back from udaipur... and you. i’m going to blame you. ” she poked his chest.
rchvnt:
this is new. he stares at her. a mirthless laugh huffs at the back of his throat. this is a ploy. she has said something completely ridiculous to get his attention. alright. so they’re busy. what did she expect. he had warned her hadn’t he ? “ your jokes are still not funny. ”
she laughed with him, forced those notes out of her throat — and then cut it off abruptly. “ this is not a joke. ” she wasn’t even smiling. “ you’re meant to ask your sister for baby clothes and tell her she’s going to have niece or a nephew in june. ”
rchvnt:
toddlers are babies. “ sam and femke want to bring their second child ? why do they need hand me downs ? ” they can afford their own.
“ no. ” was she supposed to spread her legs and insert a fucking camera into her vagina until he understood where she going ? “ i just thought it would look good if your child wore traditional clothing and if my child’s carbon footprint wasn’t bigger than america’s. ”
— early october 2022
“ yeah there’s been a — ” skirmish… during a mission. he’d best not finish that sentence. “ we’ll handle it. ” there ! his watch ! “ obviously. meera is a baby. she’s bound to have clothes. doesn’t she have enough clothes for the wedding — you want to get more ? jaan. your sister is her favourite. the battle is lost. give up. it’s not worth it. ”
she should call of the wedding: he was an idiot. “ obviously, ” ebba agreed very slowly. “ i meant as hand-me-downs. does she have some for newborns ? meera is a toddler.. ”
femkelotte:
“No…” Femke’s gaze dropped down — unsurprisingly there was nothing to see. Ebba had, after all, spent the beginning of the month with a bare midriff, why would Femke be able to see anything now from beneath a few layers of soft shapeless fabric? “When are you telling people? Gosh, does Rohan know?” Femke asked in a hushed but excited voice.
“ yes ! ” why did it feel so relieving and embarrassing at the same time ? “ yes, i told him a bit before the wedding stuff in india — it took me a few days though but when he started talking about hopping on a plane again, i knew i had to bring it up. ”
— early october 2022
fill up his plate ? she doesn’t think it’s full enough ? he doesn’t like the tone she is using. hey rohan ? when has she ever said hey rohan ? this is going to be something stupid that he won’t want to do. he is sure of it. “ ya ya, i’m listening, ” where is his watch ? “ i’ll stop by naila on the way back for a meeting, you know… kiara and the others. i won’t do anything dangerous, there’s no time. you want me to pick up anything ? ”
he was not listening, but at least he was quiet. “ hmm... the whole ‘gang’, huh ? ” ebba specified. the word gang was so foreign on her tongue that it sounded like she was poorly mimicking a teenager. she crossed her arms and sighed loudly. if he wasn’t going to give her his 100%, she was not going to make it clear that he was about to have the most important conversation in the world. “ yes, actually yes ! can you ask reena if she has any baby clothes stored somewhere ? ”
“ hel-looo ! ” she sings, bright and sunny as she’s let into the suite, nilsa in tow. her grin is injected with sheer glee. the campaign for godparent starts early ! “ i come bearing necessities ! seems silly now, but i swear, belly butter and body oils are going to be your best friends. how’ve you been feeling ? ” [ @ebbv ]
“ hello, hello, ” ebba greeted with the same sing-songy way. tekla had become too scandinavian ! “ belly butter ? ” ebba narrowed her eyes in suspicion. the concept seemed a bit nasty. “ better, a lot better. i think i’m out of the woods. especially now that the wedding craze is over, it’s easier to get enough sleep and take things slow. i’m trying to figure out a way to fit a million coffee dates into my calendar so i can start telling people. ”
— early october 2022
“ so you… can handle that follow-up by yourself, right ? i have to be in ganganagar with dad. the locust situation got worse, few thousand more hectares affected, there’ll be a meeting, he wants to go — he has to go. ” and where the maharaj shows up, in the final few years of his reign, the yuvraaj will have to follow. at this point, with a fiancée in europe, he lives on a plane. there are stewardesses he knows by name now. /. @ebbv
“ mhm... ” did he always talk this much ? one word after another, sentence after a sentence, the pauses were so short she couldn’t gather the courage to jump in and say her thing ! “ absolutely, yes, yes i will, that’s so terrible... ” she was barely registering the gravity of the information. “ hey, rohan. ” like a band-aid ! that was the way to go. “ you know how i definitely wouldn’t want to fill up your plate at the moment ? there is just one thing i think we should talk about ?”
rchvnt:
his laugh starts out loud but it turns into a wheeze mid-laugh. “ his friend will have no shirt and he will have some stupid hairstyle. it’s bad taste yaar. speaking of the friend. when is this ending ? ” tolerating the bald head from afar is getting taxing. rohan has given the child a wide berth for ebba’s sake only, not even her astrid’s. his thoughts turn murderous too easily. “ it’s not serious na ? how long has it been now ? your mother sat them there no ? ”
“ god help germany... ” her eyes lingered on the crown prince for a moment before she turned to rohan with raised brows. “ don’t be so uptight. it will go on until it won’t. ” whatever was going to end it would be a learning moment to sol. “ can it be serious with someone like him ? ” ebba asked with a pointed look. “ but we tried to pair couple together and since they are a couple... if they can’t survive a bit of heat, then that’s their problem. ”
oh-hxfiz:
“Your agony wasn’t in vain, I promise. Although, you’re far too kind a bride, and beautiful as well, to be worrying about the guests. How does it feel now that you’ve tied the knot and get to celebrate?” Hafiz did her best to sound genuine despite her discomfort.
“ don’t use all of your compliments on me, you’ll run out ! ” ebba exclaimed, the kind words adding a red tint onto her cheeks. “ thank you. it feels quite nice ! i think it’ll start feeling real once the celebrations wrap up at last. ”
frcntera:
“ oh it’s just GREAT. ” she beamed back. she should hold her tongue, complaining at a wedding was one thing. but to the bride ? there had to be a cardinal rule against it ! but nonetheless, “ but you wouldn’t possibly know if there was two spots somewhere else … do you ? “
“ i apologize for interrupting, but if you were interested in switching spots with someone, i overheard the hungarian princess vocalize her distaste for the seating arrangement. ” he looks to the bride. “ your sister, your highness, princess astrid, appeared uncomfortable. ” ( @ebbv )
sol’s table was terrible as well ? whoever had made the seating arrangement was going to get fired. “ so i really should have done everything myself ! ” ebba shook her head. “ hmm... if sol wants to switch seats, i’m sure it won’t be too difficult to make the change — do you have any food allergies ? ” her attention stayed on natalia for a fraction of a moment before she turned to the man, puzzled. “ excuse me, who are you ? ” ( @nataliademarquis / @frcntera )
he has smiled and nodded about three thousand times at this point. his voice is still hoarse from their time in rajasthan: from diwali, to the wedding, to the post-wedding traditions at their new palace as a couple, to the festivities in sweden — he can’t tell if he is imagining the ache in his neck. “ is there an after party ? did that tonic work for you ? what was in it ? beetroot ? ginkgo root ? ” some root. /. @ebbv
“ if there’s an after party it better not be at the palace. ” she would call it a night at 2 am the latest and she would sleep until noon and enjoy the first quiet day in a long time. “ oh i know ! you should call the pajama boy and have him organize something, ” ebba suggested with a grin. “ ginger. i think i can keep talking for another two hours without losing my voice. after that it’ll be just a lot of smiles and facial expressions. ”
