"What is the big deal? She fell on her buttocks. Why is he acting like it is the end of the world?" Isabella said, leaning on her seat in her reception room.
"Your highness, I hear all the physicians were going there, led by Arthur. I think she got hurt," Hannah said.
"Hurt from falling?" she said, sitting up. "Do you think she was pregnant by any chance?" she asked, now all alert. "Go call Physician Paulo for me," she said excitedly, shifting in her seat.
"Physician, what is wrong with Lady Elara?" Isabella asked immediately when the physician arrived.
"She was pushed to the ground by the empress, and she is on the verge of a miscarriage," he said.
"Are you sure about that?" she asked, leaning forward.
"Yes, your highness, a hundred per cent," the physician said.
"Good," Isabella said, picking a heavy pouch from her sleeve and throwing it to the physician. "You can go. No," she said. "Go get me my white wine," Isabella asked Hannah immediately after the physician left.
