Chapter 42: Struggling To Hold It Together
Celeste's voice rang out loud and clear in the room and after that, there was a deadly quiet. For a minute everywhere was quiet and no one said anything. The room was quiet but I was sure I was could hear something, the relentless roar of blood rushing in my ears. I remained utterly still as I stared up at Celeste.
This has got to be some joke, some sort of fucked up joke! I told myself but remained calm, not giving any reaction.
"What?" Reagan asked.
Celeste repeated her response, her voice firm. "I am carrying your child and this time around it's time you appoint me as your concubine since I am carrying your blood!"
My grip on the armrest of my chair tightened, my heart beating faster as I listened to what Celeste said. She was pregnant? She was really pregnant? How did that even happen? Reagan said he's never been with Celeste and I believed him, or did he lie to me?
"Celeste, like I said, this isn't the time or the place." Reagan said so.
"And why is that?" Marina suddenly interrupted, "She just brought you a joyful news, so it's only right you acknowledge it." She said and the people murmured in agreement.
Deciding to take matters into my own hands before it escalates further, I stood up from my seat. I didn't miss the way Reagan turned to look at me but I ignored him. Plastering a smile on my face, I turned to facet the lords we've assembled for this meeting. "I'd like to apologize to you all for the little disruption, but I think its best we end it here. This meeting is dismissed!" I said with a smile on my face even though what I was feeling on the inside was completely different.
"Why should they be excused? You do not_"