Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

He sighed when he was informed that he hadn’t gotten sick, but there was something else that actually made him nervous.

“Uh… I really can’t eat.”

“This?”

“That as well…”

Various kinds of food had passed through in front of her, but nothing was touched at all. Her hands that were still full with a grimacing apprehension hadn’t even been thought to be put down.

“Molitia, you know that this isn’t good for the baby.”

The child. Even with her preoccupied mind, she still pulled down her hand that had been holding back her mouth, albeit heavily.

She grabbed the fork before taking a bit of courage and began pressing onto the meat.

Nevertheless, that was just it.

As she took it over to her mouth, she began shaking her head and proceeded to lower her fork down.

“… I can’t do it. The smell itself is just disgusting.”

“Bite it.”

The cold tone of voice quickly dissipated over all the food on the table. As he embraced her figure that was tired out from her incessant nausea, Molitia slightly hesitated before nudging into his arms.

“Are you all right?”

Her head turned away weakly. It was such a pity to see her little head moving within his chest, so his hands proceeded to pat her a little stronger.

“Is there anything you’d like to eat?”

While still shaking her head weakly, she lifted her head up.

“Raven, I… There’s only one thing that I wish to eat.”

“What is it?”

Despite so much food, he became nervous since he still couldn’t capture her taste entirely. He was determined to retain any kind of food if he could only feed her.

“But the food is a little bit…”

“Don’t say that, it’s okay. Just tell me anything. I’ll save it for you.”

“……pickled.”

“What?”

“I want to eat pickled lemons.”

Raven had his mouth gaped open in absurdity. That had been too poor to even be called food. It was clear that she wouldn’t be able to enjoy that properly, let alone to have any sorts of nutrients intake.

However, he was not in a position where he could cover the whole situation. The pickled lemons, which had been quickly ordered, were soon presented on the table.

Unlike other kinds of food previously, Molitia lifted the current dish ever so easily.

With a spoon full of honey and lemon, she immediately put it into her mouth without any sense of hesitation at all.

The only thing that eventually came out of her mouth was the empty spoon. Molitia ate them so deliciously to the point where the nausea that she had endured so far was overshadowed.

“…is it good?”

“Yes, it’s absolutely delicious.”

Even with her mouth full, she still smiled bashfully. The plate of meat and soup that she used to eat often before had reeked. She didn’t even put them in her mouth, instead, she could definitely eat the sour pickled lemon very well—just by the looks of it. Raven was staring at her with his eyes both wide, yet still couldn’t believe it.

Raven, who had tasted it while wiping off her mouth, instantly frowned. His thoughts weren’t wrong at all.

The lemon pickled was indeed too sour. It didn’t seem to be a good pick for her, who needed to be evenly nourished. Raven eventually snapped out of his urgent concern.

“I wish that you could actually eat something else beside this.”

As soon as his words were finished, Molitia put down her spoon.

“Are you putting the blame on me for being unable to eat anything else?”

“No, it’s not that.”

“I’d like to eat something else as well. But then, what can I do about the disgusting smell of food? The baby doesn’t want to accept anything other than this yet……”

Molitia, who shot words like rapid fire, wept with sadness at the end. She finally managed to find some food that didn’t make her nauseous, but tears kept on pouring out since she hated him for being unaware about it.

“I’m sorry. I apologize.”

He expressed his regret for what had first gone wrong. He had no intention of making her cry in the first place.

“I’m happy to see you eat whatever you like. So, don’t cry, Molitia.”

“…Then, can I keep on eating this?”

“………”

He would like her to eat something else actually, but he just nodded for now. As if she had just been crying, she wiped her tears like a lie and started fiddling with the spoon.

“People who don’t get angry are, in fact, the most fearsome.”

Raven just couldn’t forget her figure that had been infuriated. He heard from the doctor that carrying a child could make her sensitive, but what he saw with his own two eyes was entirely different.

His hands were constantly patting her while being as cautious as they could.