Chapter 493: Do you think fantasy conceiving came with pregnancy hormones?
"Ngh..."
I stretched out and rolled around and stretched out again, before lounging on the swing in the greenhouse, staring blankly at the lake and the pavilion across.
It had been a week since we returned to the Lord’s Castle, and all I did was lounging around or visiting Shwa. That day, my friends were visiting me from the Lair, however, so we were hanging out in the greenhouse. Natha had decided that the fewer people came to the shed the better for security, so even though I didn’t mind introducing Shwa to my friends, I couldn’t do it.
It wasn’t that Natha was suspicious of everyone, but Prince Zurheien’s case taught us that bad things happen even without bad intentions. This was a word that people who could sense thought and read minds existed, so even the most loyal people could screw things up.
This was why the guards in charge of forest security weren’t allowed to leave the Castle grounds until Shwa was born safely. Some people--like my friends and the vassals--knew we were trying to conceive, but only a few knew the process and where Shwa was located.
In short, we really did what we could regarding security. And for that, when people were meeting me, I avoided going over to visit Shwa.
"Are you bored?" Zia poked my cheek from the side.
"Mmh..." I moved my head from side to side, wiggled my toes, and then stayed still again. "Yeah, but I also don’t feel like doing anything..."
"I understand. There are always days like that, especially after doing something big," Neel, who found out after the wedding that going out occasionally wasn’t such a bad thing, said from her chair in the corner. She was scribbling in her notebook, but it seemed like she still listening to us.
Something big, huh...
Well, it was indeed something big.