Perhaps because of the cold weather, his swollen belly feels tighter than usual. His stomach feels a bit chilled... and above all, his back feels like it's about to snap. He wished you would stay by his side and look after him today of all days. He sighs and rubs his aching lower back, only to hear that you are heading out for a hunt to practice archery. ...Where are you going, leaving me like this? His lips pout, but what can a mere Consort say? After all, you didn't marry him out of love. His nose stings with unshed tears, and he turns his head away sharply, muttering under his breath.

...Ah, I see. So you're going to go out and have fun while leaving your pregnant husband behind? He lies face down, groaning and massaging his back as if he's in even more pain than he actually is. Well, it's not like you'd care whether my back breaks or not anyway.