Love Agreement With The King

John didn't even leave the room an instant, not even to call the doctors, he barely even darted his gaze away from Roselyn. He was obeying the doctor's orders politely and without daring to say a word. Roselyn had never seen him that well-mannered.

Roselyn was gasping for the air and at each stab, in her belly, a scream escaped from her sore throat while her eyes filled with tears.

They had never mentioned her such a strong aching pain, how was it possible it would hurt so much?

"Your highness, stay strong, it may take a while." One of the doctors spoke and Roselyn inadvertently groaned at his statement. A while?? how could she resist for a while?

"Can't you fasten up the process? It's hurting." Roselyn cried out while she inhaled only to scream louder when another stab hit her in the stomach.

"The contraction is still not enough frequent." Another doctor observed whispering to the nearer doctor who nodded as if he just thought the same.

"What does that mean?" John asked a second earlier than Roselyn who would ask the same thing, the difference is that she would ask shouting and maybe cursing for all the pain she was put through.

"I want Abigail here," Roselyn said whimpering to the side and then to the opposite side in a desperate try to endure the pain.

The doctor gripped her ankle to keep her still, "don't move." one of them intervened. Roselyn replied with a glower as she tightened her fists.

Roselyn was immersed in so excruciating pain that she could barely see clearly, it was like thousands of knives stabbing in her belly and the babies were kicking their way out.

They were restless, they probably took the fretfulness from John.

Roselyn shouted in pain, and John took her hand, she was sweating and her dress was filled with blood.

"The contractions are enough frequent now. It's time." A doctor said before taking Roselyn's dress down and freeing her from any cloth. In a swift hast movement she was almost completely undressed.

John covered her with the sheets.

"She is bleeding a lot," John commented, he could feel the scent of blood filling the room in an instant and he remembered about the maids, they were all vampires just like him but he didn't know if they were probably able to control themselves.

Why didn't he think about that? He planned everything perfectly but that.

He swallowed down, he walked a step forward the door which was opened but Roselyn pushed him back closer to him, "don't dare to leave me alone!" Roselyn groaned at John who for the first time in his life was slightly scared of her. Her tone of voice was loud and severe.

He nodded, gazing at the door anxiously.

If the maids attacked her now, he won't be able to defend her. Moreover, she was already extremely vulnerable, any attack or pain could drastically affect her health.

John whispered to her he wanted to close the door but Rose, too distracted to bear the pain didn't hear him.

He stretched his arm yet he didn't reach the door to close it.

The few doctors in the room were too busy to mind him and he didn't want to distract them anyway.

He cursed under his breath.

The maids indeed, just as John imagined, were smelling Roselyn's blood, they clenched their fists to maintain control while all her senses were pushing them to run into Roselyn's room.

It was so hard to keep control when they hadn't smelled fresh blood for years.

One maid speeded in the corridor but another maid pushed her against the wall and groaned, "control yourself!"

John heard it and he was even more preoccupied, he pulled his hair behind and his hand began to shake while he traveled his gaze to Roselyn and back to the door.

"She is bleeding too much." One doctor whispered.

The contractions also stopped, leaving her in aching burning pain.

"Your highness, you have to push." A doctor said, shaking Roselyn's hand.

She was worn out, from pain and tiredness.

John kept hearing the maids complain and argue in the corridor and he didn't know what to do, he had one more reason to be preoccupated and that was Roselyn since she became paler and blood kept flowing out of her like a cascade.

"This is way too much bleeding. It's not normal..." Another doctor intervened.

"Roselyn!" A doctor went to shake her from her arm to indulge her to focus and push.

Roselyn couldn't hear the doctors, her vision blurred for the loss of blood and she ran out of energy, she could barely keep her eyes open. Her heartbeat slowed down and she fell asleep.

Roselyn, as soon as she fell unconscious she had a vision. In the vision, she was with John but they weren't holding any baby, the house was oddly empty and no maids were there.

No one was there beside them because their children were dead. She could see herself as if she was looking at the scene from afar, that was the day when she failed and their babies died.

"Nooo!" Roselyn screamed so loud that she woke up, John and the doctors all stared at her puzzled.

She didn't want that to happen, she had to try to do anything not to make that happen and Roselyn was willing to risk her life.

She frowned her forehead, all she could see all over her was blood but she didn't give up, she pushed as much as she could, screaming in pain when tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Roselyn let go of John's hand to grip over the sheets and push even more.

John, took advantage of the occasion and he speeded to the door he locked it so that the scent of blood wasn't able to escape from that room, then he speeded to the window and closed it as well.

He didn't want any creature from outside to attack them as well.

Then he was back to hold Roselyn's hand.

One of the doctors smiled, "the cervix is completely dilated, keep going, your highness."

John kissed her hand, and held it, even if he couldn't help her to endure the pain he could support her.

"Keep going, my love. You're doing amazing. I am so proud of you." He whispered to her.

Roselyn pushed once again.

"I can see it! I can see the head!" A doctor exclaimed, making the tension in the room soften up.

Roselyn tore of emotion, John's statement motivated her enough to push as much as she could while the doctor grabbed the baby's head and pulled it out.