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She shook her head. "No... But the baby..."

"The baby is gone," Andrew whispered, holding her close.

She cried into his shoulder. "I want to see her." She mumbled.

"Once you heal more, love," he told her gently.

"where is she?" She asked

"she is at the church. They are keeping her until you see her," he told her gently.

"Good." she mumbled.

"Ashley is still in the dungeon. Her father has been stripped of his Knight status and bumped down to a guard, away from his daughter. I will hang her for her actions," he said, still angry.

Amy shook her head. "Don't hang her. Strip her of her status and make her work in the city. Somewhere where she has to work hard to keep herself alive."

"I'll make her a farmhand," Andrew murmured.

"Make it a wealthy farm, she probably wont be any good at it." she mumbled, pure hatred in her voice.

"Why should I grant her any sort of wealth," he asked, hatred in his voice as well.

"I don't want to farm to suffer." she said, looking up at her. Her face slightly thinner and much paler.

Andrew sighed. "I should just dump her on the street and make her find her own work...."

"Or you could do that." she shrugged. "But I want to see her before."

"Alright," he murmured. "You need to eat first, love. You look deathly pale..."

She nodded. "Alright... if I must."

He called for a guard who was standing at the door. He told him to tell the cook to make an easy-to-eat meal for both of them. The guard nodded and hurried off. Andrew saw another guard take the other's place. At least they had bumped up security.

Amy sighed. "Am I going to be able to have more kids?" she asked softly.

"I don't know, love," he told her honestly, kissing her hair.

She frowned, sighing and leaning against him, letting him hold her.

Andrew held her as the chef came in with lots of easy-to-eat foods. "Your Grace, Milady," he bowed as he uncovered the food. "I do hope you enjoy."

"Thank you, chef," Andrew nodded. "It looks and smells delectable."

Amy was on her way to falling asleep again, weak from her stomach wound. But she gave a small smile as he presented the food.

Andrew took a banana and broke a small piece off. "Eat, love," he told her gently.

She nodded, doing her best to sit up a bit more and took the food he was offering her.