“What are you doing?” Queen Zania asked when King Maxwell removed his crown and moved towards the herd of elephants.
“I am introducing myself to the owners of this land,” he said carelessly while she rushed forward and protectively stood between him and the elephants.
“Careful, they can be possessive and dangerous. Let me communicate with them first,” she suggested.
“My queen cares,” he teased just before she gagged.
“Oh, my, I was wrong. They came to tell us the good news. Our heir is on the way!” the king exclaimed, thrilled.
She was about to object. She knew a lot about elephants and had never heard anything about them sensing pregnancy, but another bout of nausea hit her. She placed her hand over her mouth and ran inside to throw up. The maids and guards could not help rejoici
