Selene’s POV
Being in lock down with morning sickness is even less fun than being in lock down with nothing to do – especially when one is confined with a host of people who can’t know you’re pregnant.
I’ve been popping my anti-nausea medication like it’s breath mints for the better part of three hours, intermittently wondering if it’s possible to overdose on the drug. My stomach is finally starting to settle, but the boredom isn’t getting any better.
Bastien didn’t explain anything when he tossed me in here with Odette and the guards, simply announcing that “there’s an emergency” and we needed to “stay put” until he returned. It might be easier to accept the situation if we understood what’s going on, and my mother-in-law isn’t faring much better than I am.
“Try not to worry, Odette
