Why...

"Your, Majesty!" She heard Clancy yell.

She was running towards her when Beatrice fell to the ground. She couldn't stop the overwhelming pain that was consuming her mind and her body. She could barely breathe.

"Healer! Healer!" She heard Clancy cry out.

Seconds later, he there was by her side. The room was going blurry. She took slow, deep breaths to steady her mind and herself. The pain that had washed over her in waves was subsiding slowly. She still protectively cradled her abdomen.

He was once again taking over her thoughts. She felt a little disoriented and embarrassed that she was sitting on the Cold, stone, Infirmary floor. Never had she felt like this before. Those memories flooded her to her core and seemed to brand her soul. She tried to get up then, but Clancy stopped her.

"Your Majesty, please sit still for now. You seem like you were in excruciating pain."