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    ★ ★ ★ He was a healer by nature. So, he would offer a soft nod to the passing members as he set up outside his home in Winterfell. A tray of cookies sat out beside him for those that came. "Anyone want to have a check up and a cookie?" He called out with a nervous tone.


    //just state if you want him to check you in character and out of character what, if anything, you want him to find.


    "Speech."

    A MOMENT WE FACE OUR WORST DEMONS

    There was little wrong with the Crown Princess physically. She was healthy although she seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as the says progressed in the tummy area. Something she had hardly taken notice of thanks to her unstable mental health. But as Leopold called out about checking others out for health issues the female made her way over in her dragon form, sweeping her wings forward to slow herself before she landed upon the ground near the male. "I doubt that I'm physically ill or anything. But you may check me if you wish to." Her voice was as proper as ever but she seemed a little bit dulled down and not too involved with what was going on.


    //he can find out that she's pregnant.

    ★ ★ ★ Smiling as the Crowned Princess joined him, he would stand and offer a respectful nod. Moving forward, he would note her slightly rounded belly and blink in surprise. Reaching a paw up to softly touch the belly and press a bit. Deciding to hold off on saying anything, he would pull his paw away and check her over. Moving about her as he looked for any hints of injuries or sickness. After a moment, he moved to sit before her and offered a soft smile. "You are not ill at all. Though, I would recommend avoiding battles. You happen to be expecting." He offered with a happy smile.


    "Speech."

    A MOMENT WE FACE OUR WORST DEMONS


    For a moment she just stared at the male who had just spoken to her. Her mind not wanting to compute the words and she breathed in a ragged breath. Slowly her gaze trailed away, the far off look to them making it known she was not all there. She was pregnant? But how? Her eyes then suddenly widened as she thought back to that time with Lucerys, their marriage set. Her jaw suddenly snapped shut audibly before she looked down to Leopold attempting to make sense of all of this. "Is there any possible way that you might be wrong, Leopold?"

    Amethyst needed both. A check up and a cookies. She doubted her amount of stress was healthy. Padding over to Leopold, she heard some good news. "Congrats sister! It's not anything bad." She said to Alfeynnah. She knew her sister was more of the stay up all night to deal with Westeros things type. Not the stay up all night to deal with a kid type. Nonetheless, this was good news. And honestly, she knew her sister could handle it. "And um, Leopold, I'd like a check up as well."



    ★ ★ ★ He shook his head no at this. "No. They moved when I touched them." He offered with a shy smile before looking to Amethyst. Tail wagging as he stood to go look at her. Letting the Crowned Princess take a moment to process. He would look her over with calm eyes.


    "Speech."

    A MOMENT WE FACE OUR WORST DEMONS

    This was not a good thing. How could this be a good thing? Especially from the male who had insulted her in a letter after he had long since left the lands he should have sworn himself to. She cringed roughly before shaking her head and stepping back from the both of them. "I have to go." Her tone was not a very happy one and she spread her wings before launching into the air and taking flight.