So my Queen

Chap 34 - Does Olive look any different?

A few months after marriage. Ox was not preoccupied with his job of being king. It should have gone well because indeed the king did look busy from the beginning. Make Olive who even a wife can only talk about them at certain times such as lunch time, breakfast, and others.

After months of marriage, Olive looks increasingly anxious and anxious every day. The queen seemed to be dizzy about something. Which made the servants look at him. He was like walking back and forth, silent and pensive.

He actually wanted to talk about something he was worried about. But behold, even the king was unaware of his queen. Looked at him from the door. Seeing him who was writing on the thick stacked paper seriously. Who would bother someone who is working hard?

At last. Evening has arrived. After dinner, the two wanted to rest in the room. With great nervousness Olive waited for Ox who was still outside the room.

"Olive?"

Olive smiled as soon as she heard the man's voice, she looked up and saw the figure she was waiting for. Ox looked at him with a smile. He walked in. Getting closer to Olive. He heaved a sigh of relief as soon as he sat on their padded mattress. "Ah, tired-"

Olive looked at Ox's tired face. Makes him suddenly hesitant to question this. He looked at Ox. Finally he asked Ox. "Master?"

Ox looked at him. Olive spoke slowly. "W-do I look big?"

The king raised an eyebrow. Confused by Olive's words. He thought for a second, wait. Is this a trick question for him? Ox chose to ask first before answering. "You mean?"

Olive started looking at him with anxiety. He's back talking. "Y-yes do I look bloated?" Now the question is even more confusing. Ox now watched his wife stand up. Then turn around in front of him. "Do I look bloated?"

Clearly the small body of Olive chips did not change. Ox seemed to know something Olive was thinking. "Is something going on?"

Olive sighed. "I'm just asking sir. Am I bloated?"

Ox finally chose to shake. "Of course not Olive. What's wrong with you?" Ask Ox honestly. Olive put on a disappointed face. Then sit back with a tired expression. "I thought I was pregnant."

"W-what?" Ox asked now. He suddenly nodded in disbelief. Ah, really, he forgot about it. The man hugged Olive with his surprised face. "Are you dizzy?"

"No." Answer Olive.

"No."

"Fever?"

Olive clearly shook her head. "What does fever mean symptoms are my lord?"

I don't know, actually noble Ox doesn't know about it. Does he have minimal knowledge of anything other than his job?

"Tomorrow. We'll ask the expert, huh?" Ox decided that. It made a bright spot of startling talk on this tired night. Olive nodded in agreement. "Yes. Thank you for caring about me, sir."

Ox smile. He looked at his wife with a puckishness. "Can't you change the name for me to another? I guess it's not right, honey."

Olive blushing. "What-like?"

"Honey. Sweet, Hone-" Olive's getting flushed over hearing that nickname. He was quite embarrassed to imagine himself saying that to the one he loved. She shook her head. "Stop-"

His Majesty Ox laughed. She hugged Olive warmly. "Yes yes sorry. Hard enough to do for a shy like you."

"T-mister!!!"

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tbc.