A free woman is helped out

"Astrid! That's enough! The medic said that you have to move around in order for the... for it to come out! It will rot inside you!" Tamara shouts, pulling the blanket off Astrid.

She doesn't even want to hear it. She feels horrible now, she can't even imagine how she will feel trying to get into labor to deliver a dead baby. No way! Plus, there is no point! After Loras heard that she didn't want the baby, he just stopped caring. And she can't blame him, but it still hurts like hell.

"Astrid!"

The princess groans at her lack of success and storms out of the room.

It's been like this for three days. She will give up eventually. She will distance herself and at some point, she will stop caring. And Astrid would die, without love or affection around her. Just like her child died.

It feels so weird to think about those words. They've been spinning around her head since it happened, and they still feel unnatural. Her child died. The child that she didn't even think she wanted, died. And it