Giving up or not?
"It is going to be a month, you should share the good news with the duke, my lady." The physician checked her pulse and started mixing new medicines for her.
His face had grave expressions that worried her quite often. She had come here thrice but not even once the physician had smiled or congratulated her after checking her body.
"Is the baby stable now?" despite the red signals she could see easily, she asked naively hoping that she was just being over sensitive and his answer might be different.
The man raised his head with a look of hesitation on his face, "that would be too early to say anything, my lady. I have already told you that your womb is weak and the baby is strong mana. He is taking a lot more vitality than needed. If this continued…" he stopped and bowed his head again but she had already comprehended what he wanted to say. How could she not.. She could read it in his eyes and in his silence.