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Date Posted: 21:59:19 01/03/03 Fri
“Lady Aryante?”
“Namün, how nice to see you. Please sit down.”
The girl followed her nervously past bustling servants busily preparing for the departure, into Aryante’s own personal rooms. The door closed behind them.
“I trust you had a restful night? Although to look at you, I would think you hadn’t slept at all. I thought I told you to rest.”
“I tried, but…” Namün trailed off uneasily.
“Don’t look so scared girl, I’m not going to hurt you,” Aryante assured her. “Now, do you want to talk about it?”
“I-” she began, before suddenly breaking down into tears. “I’m sorry,” she sniffed, “It’s just…there’s been a lot going on lately. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“Well I do,” Aryante said seriously. “Namün, you’re pregnant.”
“Pregnant?” the girl broke in, staring at her in shock. She shook her head furiously. “I can’t be.”
“I assure you, you are. About 6 weeks, by my judgement.”
“But…”
“There’s no question about it.” She looked at Namün closely, trying to comprehend the reason for her apparent fear. “I take it Elessar is the father?”
She nodded, then looked at her urgently. “He can’t know! This is going to spoil everything! Promise me you won’t tell him.”
Aryante moved away. “I can’t do that. He’s my king, he has a right to know. Whether you like it or not, you are carrying his child. What you’re asking me to do is commit treason.”
“Please…”
She looked at her sympathetically, “You’re not going to be able to keep this quiet forever. He will find out. But it’s better that you should tell him.”
“I’m not ready- I need time to think things through.”
She sighed. “I’m leaving in about an hour, and I don’t know how long I’ll be gone. I won’t tell him today, but if he doesn’t know by the time I return, I’ll have to say something. There’s your time.”
“Thank-you.”
“You should know I’m not happy about this. But I suppose-
in the meantime, you’re going to have to look after yourself. You need to rest more, and eat more as well. You’re too thin, and you’re not getting all the nutrients you need. Remember, it’s the welfare of a child at stake as well now.”
Again the girl nodded passively. “I…have to go. I need to think.”
“I understand. Take care of yourself child.”
“I’ll try,” she whispered.
Safe behind the door of her room, she began to tremble. What do I do now? How can I leave him when he’s the father of my baby?
And yet- how can I stay? How can I trap him when I know he doesn’t love me?
I don’t think I can do this on my own.
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