Rosalind froze the moment she saw the blood trickling down her thighs, and her heart lurched violently inside her chest.
The only thought that came to her mind was that something was wrong with her baby.
Her breathing turned uneven as panic settled over her, and before she even realized it, her voice broke through the silence.
"Is anyone there?" she called almost immediately, her eyes wide with shock as her hands trembled.
Both Kira and Freya rushed into the bathing room the instant they heard her voice, and as soon as their eyes followed hers to the blood staining her hand and running down her thighs, they stopped in horror.
"Your Majesty..." Freya whispered, her own face paling while Kira looked as though every drop of blood had drained from her body.
"Go... call the physician... Quickly" Rosalind managed to say, and almost immediately a sharp cramp twisted through her stomach, making her clutch it tightly as her face contorted in pain.
