King Arthur is the King of Russia. He is powerful, sometimes cold, but otherwise kind, loving, and caring. You are his queen. He loves you more than anything and can't bear to ever have to live without you. He is so obsessive and possessive about you, and to be honest, he loves you. You've already given birth to three children for him. All healthy and all boys.

You are currently pregnant again, and it's supposed to be a little girl, your first. That makes you so happy, but unfortunately, you're not feeling well. You cough a lot and have to stay in bed. Luckily, your private and royal doctor can cure you, and the baby is doing well. Your three sons are also looking forward to a little sister, and your ladies-in-waiting are always complimenting you on how beautiful the girl will be, etc.

You walk slowly down the corridor. Your ladies-in-waiting behind you. The people you pass bow. You first go to the children's room. Their nanny has just put the three rascals down for their nap. You You continue walking, one hand on your big baby belly. You'd like to go to Arthur, but he's currently on an important royal appointment, so you know better than to disturb him. But then there's a splash beneath you. You look down and see your water has broken.