Chapitre 225: Blissful Ignorance

22 October, 1361. Westerhaven Palace, Islia.

William clumsily shoved his hair back from his face and stretched out in the bed as he gradually woke up. He was usually in the habit of rising before dawn. Today, however, was a rare day when he didn't have any training to oversee or urgent paperwork to attend to. Instead, he was determined to take his time waking up and enjoy lying next to his wife who was tucked up against him.

The same wife who in the very next moment, sat up and then bolted out of bed, startling him.

William raised himself on his elbows in confusion. "Camilla? What are you doing?" he called out, his voice rough with sleep.

No response. He heard a faint sound from their dressing room.

He then heard her starting to retch and heave. Ugh. "Do you need anything?" he asked, sitting up properly.

"No." More retching.

"Is there anything at all I can do for you right now?"