My Husband is a King
Talking Before Sleeping
And time goes by, it flows making changes to everything that lives in this world.
Apharmacosia, is a country that is a solution to the health problems of the mother of Paula. Although not yet fully aware, but at least, there is hope for the queen mother to realize again, even though she has been lying unconscious for seven months.
Queen Eliana's content is entering her final months. The condition of his stomach is increasingly rounded makes the king Gerald always anxious to see his wife. There is a sense of pride in the heart of the king for the results of his actions.
Queen Eliana is also officially registered as a Princess of Noirland descent. This will make it easier for children who will be born later to get the title as a Princess or Prince. Incidentally, Princess Eliana refused to do USG to just know the gender of her child. He wants all of this to be a surprise to them.
"Darling, I want to take a vacation this weekend? Yea? Can, right?" pinta queen Eliana with her potion.
"There is no vacation today, dear," replied the king that night as he kept busy on his laptop.
"Not today, I mean the weekend" whined Queen Eliana again, rubbing her face against the king's chest.
"Hmmm, yes, we'll see" replied king Gerald without giving another answer to his wife.
"Hmmmm" the queen curled herself away from the king.
King Gerald was still insensitive to the queen's sullen expression of Eliana, he was still seriously dealing with his laptop and the financial reports that flowed on the royal treasury. A lot of the flow he had to check himself, because the finance minister had just been appointed a few days ago.
"Darling ...?" The queen realized she was ignored and tried to seduce her once again. "I ... want to go to Arshville, just a minute. Tomorrow.!" eliana Pinta. "Yes...? Yes ...?" Queen Eliana wished that she would be allowed.
"I'll finish this first, and then we'll talk again."
But until the queen fell, King Gerald still could not release his laptop.
King Gerald looked at the round belly of Queen Eliana, he understood that his wife was sulking because their conversation was not warm at all. The king stroked his wife's mane and the other hand stroked the round belly containing his son.
"Later we're going to Arshville. As you wish" said king Gerald, whispering in his wife's ear.
"Creally ...?" queen Eliana answered with a heavy voice.
The queen seemed to have gone to the dream, but in reality, Queen Eliana could still answer the words of king Gerald when he slept earlier.
"I want Kalamansia orange juice from Mr. Edmund's garden," queen Eliana's timid chimpanzee hugged His Majesty the King.
The king simply nodded, knowing that the juice was so sour that he himself did not like it. Maybe because the queen was pregnant so craved it, making the expression that the queen made was very strange and looked grimacing like that.
"Later you'll get it, my dear. Let Mr. Edmund tell his men to come to me and bring me the juice."
Today, Mr. Edmund is elected prime minister of Arshville. This election is carried out by acclamation, where the candidate will be immediately given the task and without a general election.
"Promise, yes ...."