Please Rose answer me. Focus on my voice, Rose." John said to her taking her hand and holding it before leaning in closer to his mouth to kiss it gently.

"Breath with me, Rose," John said, taking long calm breathes. Roselyn opened her mouth but her breath only intensified and the tightness in her chest was gripping so strongly that she felt unable to breathe.

John leaned closer and not knowing what to do he kissed her, she held her breath as she remained frozen for some seconds, and only when he departed her breath was less quick.

Her gaze wasn't blank anymore and John smiled kissing her once again and whispering against her lips, "I hate children, do you imagine me teaching him math? When all the counting I can do is of all the lives I have taken?" John hinted a joke and Roselyn forced a smile, she grabbed the glass John brought in her room and took more sips from it.

When she felt better she finally spoke, "you're the King, you should have a successor." John didn't care about giving a successor to the real, he only cared for Roselyn and her health. He could sacrifice his father's desires to have a future descendant, he knew people would speak and would be critical but he couldn't care less.

"I am also your husband Roselyn and I should put you first. I don't care about having kids and if I didn't meet you I would never think about it either." John reassured her caressing her cheeks.

Roselyn nodded, feeling calmer now, the voices in her head faded away and she was beginning to regain a sense of time.

Roselyn wrapped her arms around John's neck and hugged him tightly, she could feel the warmth of his body and she felt sure and reassured, somehow he always said the right things and he was willing to go against his father desires and the realm's condition only to stay with her. She didn't know if she was feeling better after John's reassurance or guilty for knowing she was limiting him.

"Then why I am sick?" she asked, after departing from the hug. She pressed against her chest where the tight was. She sighed gazing at John pleading for both answers and forgiveness.

"I don't know. We should find out." John said, "I will call the doctor later, but now please rest."

Roselyn nodded before laying down on the bed, "can you sleep near to me?" she whispered and John smiled, his eyes sparkled and he didn't wait for her to ask twice as he leaned nearer to her hugging her hips from behind.

Roselyn fell asleep in few minutes while John didn't move but stared at her sleeping as he mentally tried to think what he could do now. He was thinking of calling the supernatural creatures' doctor to visit her and meantime try to ignore the matter of having sons. A doubt occurred in his mind, Roselyn all of a sudden was thinking of having a child and it was suspicious, someone must have given her that idea.

As he mentally reorganized his idea and relieved every moment they spent together he had an idea, she was oddly quiet after she spent time with his father maybe he was the one who talked to Roselyn about having children. William was also very considerate toward all the forms of the realm so he wasn't surprised if his deduction would turn out to be right.

John's hand was trapped behind Roselyn's back and he couldn't move from such an uncomfortable position either did he want to risk waking her up. He decided to remain immobile and wait for her to wake up before asking her if his deduction was right.

Roselyn woke up after one hour, John's arm was hurting and tingling yet he never removed it from behind Roselyn's back, he could bear some pain to give his loved wife a deserved rest. Only when she moved and turned around to smile at him he finally lifted his arm from the bed surface and stretched his fingers.

"Feel better?" John asked leaning closer to her and brushing his nose against Rose's nose. "I do." Roselyn smiled, leaning her head over John's shoulder.

"You can stay here I will welcome the maids who shall arrive in few minutes," John said sitting over the edge of the bed and gazing at her until she nodded. He got up and walked toward the door before turning around and stare at her for some seconds.

She was still pale and her eyes were bloated from the crying yet he thought she was the most beautiful woman in the entire world.

He smiled at her simplicity, the sheets of the bed were enough transparent to expose her long thin legs and she seemed so delicate in that cloud of sheets.

There was no way he would give up that only to give the realm a successor.

Roselyn blinked few times gazing at the ceiling as she didn't notice he was still in the room and staring at her.

John walked outreaching his father who was checking the last news.

William turned around and smiled when he saw his son, "hi John."

John was eager to ask him if he was the one who talked to Roselyn about the possibility to have a child but he tried to repress his curiosity.

"The maids haven't arrived yet?" John asked trying to drift the attention and his thoughts away by changing the matter. William nodded no. "They will arrive in few minutes." He replied.

It was a matter of few seconds before someone knocked over the door and John rushed to open it welcoming the first maid inside.

The woman closed her mouth with her hand and opened widen her eyes when she saw William. The King smiled at her, "hello. I am glad to see you." He said staring at the maid bow down.

"Your highness, I am glad to see you're fine.." The maid replied gazing at William still in shock.