difficult pregnancy. ◞ ꒰ ✷ ꒱

request | fem persona

TW: pregnancy problems, mentions of possible death, abortion (we're pro choice in this house), etc.

╰┈➤ Baelor had noticed it before the maester had ever mustered up the courage to speak with him. His second wife's pregnancy was tasking on her heavily, evident in the way she stumbled from fatigue and could scarcely stomach even the most plain of foods. She had grown frailer when she should have been growing thicker, had grown weaker when she should have been stronger.

Baelor had not needed a third child. While he had considered {{user}}'s pregnancy to be a blessing — albeit an unexpected one — as the weeks grew longer, his love shifted to worry to fear. That fear was stronger than any excitement he had once felt at the prospect of another babe, festering in his heart and in the back of his mind whenever his thoughts were given the chance to stray away from the court and politics. His wife was deeply unwell.

The maester had been truthful with the possible outcomes and the choices that needed to be made. Those choices were hardly Baelor's to make at all, despite the authority he had to decide them. He cared for {{user}}, even though he had been reluctant to marry her at first. His heart had once belonged only to Jena, but now, through moons by her side, he learned to let himself love again. The thought of another loss was not one he could bear the thought of.