I Won’t Accept Your Regrets

His eyes, nose and lips have not yet formed. Seeing him and expressing his unusual feelings for the child, Ellie could imagine a very dramatic future.

Well, just looking at Carlisle… It was pretty predictable.

“I don't know about that great energy… I just want the baby to be born healthy. Without any problem."

‘I hope we can find ourselves in good health like Carlisle at 10 months.’

Ellie put her hand on her tummy, still flat. Raymond, who was watching silently, also put his hands on the back of her hand.

"Yes, that's how it is. Being born healthy is the most important thing. Mom and Dad will be waiting for you, so just grow up healthy."

Thanks to the two big hands, Ellie felt a warmth was on her stomach. Cozy warmth and big, reliable hands to lean on. Unlike in the past, she was no longer alone. That's why she was happier and happier.

‘Baby, thank you so much for coming to me.'

Ellie flashed a bright smile at Raymond with the excitement of wanting to meet the boy as soon as possible.

The sky that rained and became clean.

In order to see the clear sky, Ellie went out into the garden and was quietly drinking tea. A month has already passed since she found out about the miraculous pregnancy.

After the Empress's pregnancy was announced, Ellie stopped all social gatherings until she entered a stable period. And Raymond took all the complicated things related to the inner palace.

Ellie said that he didn't have to do that, but she decided to let it go to calm Raymond's anxiety, who doesn't know what to do if the wind blows or she fall just from sneezing. Thanks to this, Ellie was having leisure time for more than a month.

It was a bit boring, but on the other hand, it was comfortable and good because there were no loud social words and unnecessary war of nerves. Rubbing her stomach as she basked in the warm sunlight, Ellie looked up with a short sigh.

“Helen, what time is it now?”

"It is just after 3 p.m., Your Majesty."

"Hmm… But why isn't he here yet?" Ellie looked toward the entrance to the flower garden. It was none other than Carlisle whom Ellie was waiting for.

After learning that she had a younger sibling, Carlisle visited her every day. To be precise, the baby in her stomach instead of her.

In fact, Ellie was extremely careful when ыhe told Carlisle that he had a younger sibling. Although he had stayed with Edmund, he had rarely been with a child other than himself, and she worried that he wouldn’t accept his younger because he had monopolized love for quite some time as an only child.

In particular, she was most concerned that children are often hurt by the news that they would have a younger sibling. So after much consideration, Ellie carefully broke the news to him, but contrary to her expectations, Carlisle was very happy. He even wrote the games he would play when his little younger was born in the future and bragged about it to her.

And now he's as polar as Raymond, floating around her.

"I guess it’s better for you going to rest today."

"I guess…"

But before Ellie could answer Helen, Carlisle's voice was heard.

"Mother!"

When she turned her head, she saw Carlisle running towards them.

"Prince, take your time, then don't go falling down."

That it was so urgent for Carlisle to rush in front of Ellie immediately, ruffling his hair.

“Huf, huf, mother…”

“Breathe first. Drink a water.”

Carlisle, who drank the water Helen gave him, took a deep breath as he set the empty cup down on the table.

“Prince, what brought you here in such a hurry? Something bad happened?"

At Ellie's worrying question, Carlisle shook his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, nothing happened. I came quickly because I wanted to show my mom something.”

"What do you want to show me?"

"Yes! I have been working hard on this for several days.”

Carlisle took a small wooden doll from his arms. Ellie's eyes widened when she saw a somewhat crude wooden rabbit doll.

"Oh, wow. Did you do this yourself?”

"Yes! I did it myself. I'm going to give it to my younger," Carlisle smiled and handed her the rabbit doll.

“The Crown Prince himself chose the wood and did everything from the shape to the sculpture. He did so while reducing his night sleep for a few days, Your Majesty.”

When the Crown Prince's maid added a light explanation, Carlisle scratched his chin as if he were shy.

‘You ran here because you wanted to give the rabbit quickly.'

Ellie accepted the rabbit and drew a bright smile.

"It's so pretty. You did so well I can't believe it's not a real rabbit."

In fact, it was a rabbit in a form that was sorely lacking, but when Ellie exclaimed it, Carlisle's lips lifted as well.

"My little younger will like it like me and like my mom, right?"

"Of course. Maybe they likes it so much that they begs you to make more.”

"I can do as much as they want."

Carlisle yelled confidently as if he trusted himself.

“What can you do as much as you want?”

When Ellie turned her head towards the sudden low voice, she saw Raymond walking into the flower garden. The courtiers greeted him and Raymond waved them off, then Raymond sat down next to Ellie and asked Carlisle again.

"I'm curious as to what you can do with such confidence, Crown Prince."

"Carlisle made a pretty rabbit for his younger, Ray."

Ellie responded by showing Raymond a rabbit doll. Raymond's gaze naturally went to the rabbit doll Ellie was holding.

"Rabbit…"

As soon as Raymond's eyebrows twitched after seeing the slightly oddly shaped wooden dummy, Ellie whacked his shin without hurting it. Raymond flashed Carlisle a smile, quickly grinding out his expression.

“Oh, a rabbit… You did a great job!”

"Hehe thanks. Dad."

"Carlisle, stop standing and sit here."

Ellie, still looking at Raymond, cut a piece of cheesecake from Carlisle's plate and placed him in his seat.

“It's a cheesecake that was bought from a bakery. Your maternal grandfather bought it today because you like it."

Ellie’s father, who knows Carlisle's favorite desserts, usually buys desserts like this every few days.

“Wow. Grandpa is the best!”

When Carlisle, who ate the cheesecake, smiled, the corners of Ellie's and Raymond's lips turned up on their own.

"It must be really delicious, seeing that you're eating it so well."

He was mature as a Crown Prince, but at times like this, he was just a child.

Ellie smiled and Raymond snatched a piece of cheese from Carlisle's mouth with his hand. But Raymond, who was withdrawing his hand, suddenly wrinkled his face harshly.

"Ray?"

"Dad?"

As soon as Ellie and Carlisle made strange faces, Raymond quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

"Yuk!"

"Dad!"

"Ray, what's wrong with you?"

Not only Carlisle but also Ellie were shocked. Ellie approached Raymond, but Raymond jumped up and turned around. And he got sick a few more times.

“Ugh, ugh…! Ellie, that cake, please clean that up…!”

"Hey?"

“The smell is so disgusting. I can’t stand it."

Raymond, his back to Ellie, had his hands over his nose and mouth. Ellie called for Helen to clean up the cake first, not having time to think of anything with her concerned face. Raymond's condition began to calm down only after all the desserts were cleared from the table.

After a while, Raymond sighed and sat up as if he had come to his senses. He then took a sip of the tea as if it were soothing his bitter mouth.

"Father, are you okay?" Carlisle, who saw Raymond, who looked better, asked anxiously.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. I think the cake has gone bad."

"What? I don’t think…"

Carlisle, who had eaten the cake, tilted his head as if it were strange.

“There's no way it's going to smell that gross unless it's deteriorated. Ellie, it's better to send someone to the bakery to inspect the kitchen. How dare they sell ill-fated cakes to the Duke…”

"Ray," Ellie, who was still watching Raymond, cut off his speech.

"Huh?"

"Are you okay now? Won't you get sick anymore because they took all the food?"

"Oh, I'm okay now."

"Well, I guess… I don't think it's a pie problem."

Just now, Ellie was so surprised because she was distracted, but looking at the calm Raymond she naturally remembered the answer. Raymond's brow narrowed slightly at Ellie's determined gaze.

"If the cake isn't the problem, why suddenly…?" Shortly after, however, Raymond paused and stopped talking.

Previous situations that went through his mind. The smell and nausea of food that suddenly felt disgusting, and the feeling getting better as soon as the food is removed. He recently saw about these symptoms in a pregnancy related book.

"It's morning sickness."

“Morning sickness…” Raymond recited blankly, and Ellie calmly picked up the cup of tea.

“Sometimes, I hear that there are husbands who replace or share their wife's morning sickness… I didn't know my husband would have it.”

Ellie hid a laugher that was about to burst under his teacup.

Isn't it the same for him? Raymond, known for his cold voice, has morning sickness. Is there any other explanation that fits this situation so well?

‘Unlike when I had Carlisle, I thought I was lucky I didn't have morning sickness this time, but I didn't know Raymond would replace me.’

"…I didn't know I had morning sickness."