the princess knows she needs to keep her head held high. tonight's dinner is important, and afterward, they'll be talking strategy with a visiting king's general to discuss ricky's rescue. she feels the nerves so deep in her bones just from the weight of having to appear strong for her husband. it's harder to cope with now, knowing she still needs to keep their newly discovered pregnancy under wraps. ❝ it's not their attitudes i'm worried about. i know him best, of course, and them thinking i'm not the best person to make these important decisions regarding his safety rubs me the wrong way. it reminds me of my father. ❞ she sighs, rubbing her still-flat stomach, eyeing herself in the mirror. it had been four weeks and though she knew nobody else could see the subtle changes in her form, she was starting to see the signs. ❝ i will do everything in my power to see his safe return, but i won't back down and let them treat me as if i'm incapable of making a rational decision. i will do what i have to in order to make sure my husband comes back home to me. ❞