Azariah’s POV
“Oh, my dear Azariah, I heard you were pregnant.” I heard Diana's voice before she could enter my room.
I frown. I don't want to see her today.
The door opened, and my maid trotted up to me and whispered, “Diana came to visit you with a lot of people. I said you were resting and couldn't see them, but she insisted on seeing you.”
“I see. You go and make some hawthorn rose tea.”
I know Diana came here today to make fun of me. She's not going back until she gets what she wants.
“Oh, my darling.” She ran to me. She wore a concerned look on her face and took my hand kindly.
I shook her hand off. “What are you doing?”
Diana put her hand on her chest and made a sad face, “Oh, please don't say that. When I heard the bad news, I was worried about you. How are you? Are you oka
