Sunniva shifted, uncomfortable. Her hand touched his side and she froze."General?" She breathed, hand trembling, "Krah?" She smoothed her hand up his side to his face. "Wake up," she breathed, going onto her knees beside him on the bed, she pushed her fingers through his hair.
"Please?" A tremble ran through her of fear. She didnt want him to get sick. He had to be foolhardy and well because if what she fesred about herself was true and not absolute denial... her hand passed over her tummy after a moment and she fought off the normal wave of morning neausea.
Something cool.
She gathered the bottom of her night gown and found a basin of water, dipping it into the water she returned to the bed to pat at his face. "Krah. Wake up, i need you to wake up."