EIITAB - Chapter 111 < Dosage >
Even if it is Trampled and Broken
In any case, Hestia was planning to ask him to release the High Priest when she met him this time.
Hestia nodded, forcing her racing heart to calm down.
"Okay."
Aslan did not mention the exact time, so she might have to wait until dawn.
'I can't sleep. Let's stay awake somehow.'
It was when Hestia took a deep breath to prepare her mind in her own way. She suddenly felt fishy and suddenly felt unwell.
"...... Ugh."
Feeling like she was about to spit something out, Hestia covered her lips with her hand and turned her head.
"Ugh."
Strong nausea was repeated.
"Lady!"
"Princess! Why are you doing this?"
Madame Philippa and Angela were each frightened by Hestia's strange behavior and clung to either side of her. They quickly tried to help her up, but it wasn't easy for her. This was because Hestia's nausea continued without any time for her to catch her breath.
'I need to check.'
Even in her dazed state, Hestia hurriedly looked down at her palm.
'Thank God.'
There was no blood. Isn't it to the stage of hemoptysis?
Although she was relieved that it wasn't the worst, she was definitely not in good shape. Meanwhile, her stomach continued to grow, and she had to empty her stomach.
Angela sat up on her feet, her nervous expression on her face.
"Lady Philippa, please take care of my Princess. I'll go quickly and get the doctor."
At that time, Hestia lifted her hand and pulled the hem of Angela's skirt as she tried to leave. Although her strength was very weak, she was fortunate enough to be able to stop her maid.
".....You know there is no use."
"Then at least priests!"
Angela cried and raised her voice. Hestia shook her head, a smile that seemed ready to fade at any moment barely on her lips. Her hair stuck to her skin, probably due to cold sweat, and she felt uncomfortable.
"It's okay if I just rest a little...."
In any case, priests cannot enter this room because of Aslan's orders. Besides, even if she give in and the priest comes to see her, she's sure they won't get any help. This was because the priests' power could not make her healthy. In the end, only her physical condition will be revealed.
Hestia adjusted Angela's skirt as if she would not let go no matter what. But to be honest, her strength was too weak. If Angela took just one step, she would be able to shake off that touch right away. But Angela couldn't do that.
"Oh, really! Why are you so foolish, Princess?"
Even though she knew it was cruel, Angela couldn't overcome her upset, so she cried and raised her voice. Hestia then looked at her maid as if she were sorry and made a request in her tight voice.
"Help me settle down."
Angela, shedding her tears, lowered her body, and together with Madame Philippa, she lifted Hestia up, who had collapsed on the floor.
As soon as her posture changed, her stomach flipped again. Hestia curled her lips and held back from swearing, but it wasn't easy for her.
The color drained even more from her already pale face, and as soon as they laid her body down on the bed, she couldn't stand it anymore and turned her head away, gagging.
Her nausea became worse and more persistent than before.
Dulcinea was watching Hestia's appearance from beginning to end. Even though she was a stone, she still stood there as if she were still a person, and she gritted her teeth.
Her complexion went from blue to pale.
'No... Nonsense... '
Dulcinea, who was glaring fiercely at Hestia who was lying on the bed with bloodshot eyes, left the room without saying a word. Because she walked away quickly without closing the door, several of the knights standing outside saw the situation inside.
Hestia was still vomiting in her stomach. One knight muttered to himself like one of the knights watching.
"That... Isn't it morning sickness?"
The voice was so loud that everyone in the room heard it. Naturally, the story reached Lady Philippa's ears.
'Why didn't I think of that?'
Madame Philippa, who looked stunned for a moment, quickly came to her senses.
"Contact the owner..."
But Hestia stopped her.
"No, I guess not."
Her gaze shifted to the knights who were looking at her with curious eyes. Hestia shook her head again and again with a resolute expression on her face that no matter what convictions she had, she did.
"It's not like that, so gentlemen, don't spread unnecessary words."
"Hmm, yes. Sorry."
The youthful firmness in her voice did not sound like that of someone who had been struggling to vent her mind until now.
Seeing that reaction, Madame Philippa pulled her eyebrows together.
"But Ma'am, the timing is roughly right." "
I know my condition best."
Exhausted, she opened her mouth, stroking it with her handkerchief.
"As you know, I am very stressed. So I'm just not in good shape."
"Lady."
"Not really. It ended a while ago."
Although her mouth was dry, Hestia opened her mouth again and again, as if to change Lady Philippa's mind. Even though she was just talking, she felt like every ounce of her remaining energy was being drained away and she was quickly depleted.
"I'll get better if I rest a little. I'm sorry for causing you worry."
Now Hestia spoke again in a harsh voice mixed with a metallic sound.
"Tonight, I must meet Aslan. If you say I'm not feeling well... It will be postponed again. I must finish today's story... So please listen to my stubbornness just this once."
The request was so earnest that the hearts of those watching were moved. Finally, Madame Philippa let out a long breath with a heavy heart and nodded her head.
"All right. First of all, let's wait a little
longer and see what happens today."
"Thank you."
Hestia laughed weakly.
***
Dulcinea, who left Hestia's room, was biting her thumbnails out of sheer nervousness. Her blue eyes were shining dimly as if they were mud.
Dulcinea began quickly counting the days in her head.
"How many days has it been since I let her have tea?'
It's been about 15 days!
Two days after she met Anette, she secretly went to their secret place and found a small box that anyone could clearly see had been left there recently.
She quickly picked it up, believing that it contained the herbs she had requested, and Dulcinea immediately brought it back to her room without even checking its contents.
Only after she entered her room and locked the door did she check what was inside.
Inside the box were herbs wrapped in white cloth. When she opened the cotton cloth, she saw several uprooted plants that looked exactly like the ones she had seen in the herbal medicine book.
'Is this silphium?'
Dr. Vito even called it a 'gift from God' and said it was difficult to obtain, but Dulcinea's opinion was that it was just grass, nothing more or less.
A small note was also placed next to the herb. She burned it in the fireplace as soon as she read it to destroy the evidence, but she remembered it clearly, not missing a single word.
< To achieve a contraceptive effect, use only the size of your little fingernail.
Take only 3 days a month. If you double the dosage, it has an abortion effect, and if you take a single stem of silphium as a whole, it acts as a deadly poison.
There is a risk of addiction, so be sure to follow the period and dosage of use.
PS- I have blessed you so that your wish may come true. >
Ha!
Dulcinea, who read the last sentence, let out a cold laugh as if she was shocked. Anyway, the note enclosed said that taking silphium tea three days a month was enough.
However, the period Hestia took was arbitrarily extended.
'How can I get birth control when I only take it three times a month?'
Aslan shares the same bedroom with that woman every day. Dulcinea thought that if she continued to feed Hestia, she would have more effective contraception, so she gave Hestia the same tea every day as she pleased.
'I thought the child wouldn't come in like this... But she's nauseous!'
She didn't know about other people, but Dulcinea, who had recently been paying a lot of attention to Hestia's pregnancy and birth control, felt her heart sink to her toes.
'Could it have been ineffective?'
No way. That can't be possible...
Dulcinea, who had been busy wheezing due to nervousness, suddenly became calm.
'If... If she's really pregnant I have got to get rid of the baby.'
Suddenly, her heart became bitter.
'Wait? Can't she just die?'
Then a very bad thought began to settle in Dulcinea's mind.
'Yes! Better die! Nothing bad!'
There was nothing to see anyway, so it was a mixed bag. Dulcinea walked over to where she had hidden the herbs and took out the box. Then she grabbed the rest of her things at once.
She already took out today's contraceptive tea in the morning, but she might be able to bring in one more.
Hestia was almost skipping every meal anyway. Since all she put in her mouth was tea, it would not be surprising if she sought it twice a day.
The force of Dulcinea's teeth biting down on her nails was growing stronger.
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