Freya was the pride and joy of the kingdom. Her parents spoiled her rotten, often keeping her in their room for safekeeping. She was a fussy baby who loved attention and being held, especially by her mother.
However, her mother never fully recovered from the birth and the physician soon came with bad news while Anne was napping.
"Your majesty, your wife is very sick. She was very vulnerable during the pregnancy. If anything were to harm her physical or mental state at this point, I fear you may lose her. You must take good care of her if you want her to survive to see Freya's early years."
Take good care of her Jarett did. He made sure that she had breakfast in bed every morning and got to see her daughter every day. He made sure she drank enough fluids and got enough exercise, and had her ladies help her with her bathroom and bathe. The months passed and there seemed to be no hope for Anne-- it was a sickness never seen in the kingdom. She grew thinner and more weak, but she kept a smile on for her husband and her only daughter.
During the nights as Freya and Anne slept, Jarett was in despair. He wept himself to sleep as he feared he may lose the mother of his child, the queen of his kingdom. As the year went by, Anne showed no progress of getting better, but she also did not show any progress of her getting better.
The health of Anne affected Jarett drastically. He no longer smiled to everyone he saw and he no longer invited all of his workers to eat with him. He went through the motions of living alone, politely answering people with the fewest words he could.
The only thing that made him smile was Freya. She had a lot of his features, like his narrowed eyebrows and high cheekbones with her mother's eyes and hair. Whenever he was with her, there was a twinkle in his eye.
But one day, tragedy struck. One of the Queen's ladies, Kate, called for the king and told him the bad news.
Jarett sunk to his knees, filled with remorse and pain as he touched his wife's cold, lifeless body. With everything that had happened the past few years, everyone knew that one more thing would push him into depression and insanity.
Everyone knew.
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