Had he been any other person, Catriona would not have let him so decidedly protect her. Never would another person have the ability to slip beneath her shields or find her at her most vulnerable, but Morgan was hers. Morgan was the strength she never knew she needed when she needed it and he was her love. She trusted the male with more than just her court. She trusted him with her psyche, with her body and with her heart. No matter how annoyed she was with him, Morgan would never be anything but her closest thread. His touch soothed, did what it was intented and she was relaxed enough to here the words of the healer.
He'd not only impregnanted her but he'd apparently laid more than just one child in there. "I suppose you will take all the responsilbilty for this potentness," she groused at him with renewed vigor as he teased her, "The virility of your spear and all that." She couldn't help the happy, albeit nervous, laugh at her own teasing. Her husband had fooled her in some way to create the pregnancy itself, something he would pay for later, but she couldn't lie to herself any more. "Twins," she whispered softly even as the healer puttered and gave the usual instructions.
"Remember to drain her jewels," the woman said as she slipped away from Catriona and Morgan, moving to stand near the door with a thread tap against the Consort's shield. The woman was largely ignored by Catriona, the moment of her confirmation of what Cat already knew the healer was dismissed by her. Catriona was already formulating plans within plans, those that would help ensure that her court wasn't challenged or taken over while she convalesce during her pregnancy, plans for brews to still her morning sickness and names.
"They will need names," she muttered to herself as she swung her legs over the side of the bed, "Another cradle. Morgan, do let that woman out would you?" She stood and glanced at the man who was hers, her eyes bright with love of him. "We're having twins," she told him, "Twins..." She sat down again, her face taking on a slightly dazed looked as she really started coming to grips with that fact.
"We truly are potent are we not?"
(God I suck. I am so sorry!)