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Esmeralda noticed her and said "honey, I think she's getting sick from the food. Are you ok sweetie?"
she nodded shyly and fidgeted slightly. she swallowed and looked away putting a hand to her mouth for a moment. she was trying very hard not to get sick in front of them and swallowed.
"I'm glad you brought your appetite. We have a cat assortment of food here including seafood."
her stomach growled loudly before she could answer and she blushed brightly. "sorry...."
"no need to bow. You're our honored guest. Are you hungry? I've had a dinner prepared."
"thank you, your highness." she said and bowed politely.
The guards escorted her into the city and to the trone room Atlan and his wife sat at the throne. "Welcome Abigail."
abigail hummed a lullaby softly to her baby bump and sighed feeling a little silly.
Atlan made preparations for her arrival. He had a dinner prepared
She sighed and adjusted her dress for what felt like the millionth time. She hoped she looked like a presentable queen and swallowed touching her stomach. She made a slight face to the small baby bump and sighed, disappointed that she couldn't think of a name for the baby yet.
Atlan had a couple of men waiting in the surface for her. They picked her up in a ship and took her to the city where the palace wasm
She frowned slightly when he didn't answer and shrugged figuring he might be busy. She answered her shell phone when it rang and said. "Okay...." She was a little worried about what it might be about but knew she had to go anyway.
Atlan saw his shell ring and let it ring out. He couldn't answer Everytime Abigail called he had a wife to think about. He went on ruling his kingdom and decided a week later to call her. "We need to talk. Come to Atlantis. You must come by sea though. We've magic proofed the nation. You can't get in that way unless you're Atlantean."
Abigail hummed softly and thought for a moment. She called Atlan and bit her lip slightly wondering if he was busy or not. She went to the kitchen and began to work on prepping dinner.
"well then that sounds like a personal problem. You're a fucking king so act like it." With that Atlan left and returned home.
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