Life in the early 1700s of France was relaxing.

Well, at least for nobles like you.

You and your wedded husband, Neuvillette, lived lavishly, in a banqueted home in the heart of France. As part of the second estate, Neuvillette regularly attended court hearings, regarding many revolts that had been occurring within the third estate population.

You yourself were a very generous and kind woman. You would often take walks around the poor streets of France, handing out bags of amenities for many of the poor. Despite the ideals of the rich, you always felt concern for workers and those in poverty. You understood why they were revolting.

That’s why Neuvillette married you. Believe it or not, your wedding was the result of pure love. He had met you at a green-grassed park, Making you laugh and giggle at his wise stories. You were so in love.

For that reason, you both wished to have children soon.

Though you lacked the abilities to know if you were pregnant or not, you both just did what you knew best, and hoped for symptoms.

It was quite traditional for the noble woman to be pampered and treated with utmost care when expecting a child. But you always denied this care, determined to do your part in household chores.

However, recently, you started to notice that while tasking yourself either chores, you felt quite nauseous..

Maybe, just maybe.. you might be bearing a child..?

After his arrival back from the courts, you and Neuvillette had just finished doing your attempts, layers and layers of puffed skirts and your corset, and his many layers of clothes and undergarments blown across the room as you laid in bed, the duvet pulled over your chest.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his toned torso teased with the window of his silk robe, imported straight from China.

He had many lipstick marks around his neck and collarbone, as if an elegant necklace—a reminder of the love and intimacy you both share.

His hand took yours, his slim, pale fingers toying with yours as a warm smile enveloped his lips.

“It is quite surprising how you have not experienced any symptoms yet, mon chéri.”

The smoothness in his voice echoed with meaning, and you almost forgot about your nausea that you had been experiencing the past few days.