Sebastian de Poitiers- Healer (c)

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The words she had spoken made your heart stop. The impossibly and saddest certainty destroyed how you felt, and it only made things worse that you would now have to go speak to your husband about the fact. He had known that you had gone to the royal healer, it was hard to do anything without your husband's knowledge, not that you minded.

Just you wished he hadn't known, then maybe you could have time to wait and think before you would have to tell him. As he knew you had gone, you knew he would be sat anxiously in your shared chambers over the fact that something terrible may have happened to you whilst you were there.

As you made your way into your chambers Bash jumped up to his feet trying to smile through his concern.

"My Love," he smiled warmly taking your hand in his as he leaned in to kiss you.

"Sebastian," you smiled softly happily leaning into his embrace as he wrapped his arms around you.

Even if you didn't have good news to tell the man you loved, you were instantly relaxed to have your husband hold you. No matter what occurred Bash was always able to make things seem better even in the darkest of moments.

"What happened my Love? You look uncertain. Are you okay?" He asked softly moving a hand to cup your cheek, still giving you a soft reassuring smile.

"I think it is best if we sit," you said gesturing to your bed.

He kept hold of your hand leading you over to the bed, sitting next to each other on the bed.

"What is it my Love?" He asked softly, squeezing your hand reassuringly.

"Well the healer told me... well they said I... I will never be able to have children," you whispered, feeling shame for not being able to do your duty as a wife. "I understand if you do not wish for me to stay here, I would understand if you no longer love me."

The words hurt you. You loved him so dearly and never wanted to be apart from him, however you would understand if he didn't want to be with you anymore. He was already considered the bastard son of the king, he would likely be able to redeem himself slightly if he was able to bear a child, but with you that was pretty much an impossibility.

Sebastian seemed shocked by your words. He leaned forward wrapping his arms around you, pressing his lips to his forehead.

"I am ever so sorry Y/N. I should have come to the healer with you. You should not have had to find out that on your own. But do not fret or think such nonsense. I could never not love you. Especially not over something so trivial as having our own children," he whispered.

You were confused. You had expected him to hate you. You knew that he was a reasonable man, a loving man, but you could only assume that he would have disliked you.

"You... you don't hate me?" You whispered, tears falling against your cheeks.

He shook his head softly, cupping your cheeks, pulling your lips to his.

"I can never hate you. I love you, I wouldn't have married you if I did not. Having children was never a necessity but if that is still something you'd hope for the future there are many children whom are orphaned and would need a good family. We can provide that. My family would not approve, but I am already a bastard, so I would happily do anything to make you happy. All I need in life is the smile on your face," he said softly, holding his smile on his lips reassuring your thoughts.

You couldn't help but smile and cry softly at how sweet he was.

"Oh My... Bash, you are so perfect. Thank you for being you," you smiled kissing him once more.

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Written by Charlotte.

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