She nodded jerkily and said, "Yes... I... I know for sure, though Dr. Wells says we will know in a few weeks." Her sigh was heavy. When pointed to the chair, she sat down woodenly. "I haven't told him yet and I would be the one to do it. After all, I am just as much at fault as he is." Although Viktre could have said no, he didn't. She could have walked away, but she didn't.

She looked at Douglas then with resignation in her eyes.

"I'm... tired, my lord." Although they could have gotten passed the formalities by now.