About 2-hours later, Carolyn woke and found Max was snoozing too. She quietly leaves him to go seek some food.
In the kitchen, she found a maid there and requested some plain toast and a cup of tea. Then heads to the lounge, where she finds Ashley playing with the nanny.
After being informed Mrs Peters had departed earlier for the hospital, and Selene was in the office, she sat and ate her toast, while letting Ashley tell her 'story', with the nanny interpreting.
Carolyn smiles and makes appropriate sounds and comments where needed, then bends over to hug her.
Carolyn then asks Ashley. "Ashley, would you like a baby brother or sister one day?"
The Nanny looked at Carolyn quickly, and saw the 'look' that confirmed her question. She smiles as she waits for Ashley to digest this and answer.
"Will I have to clean its diapers?" asked Ashley.
Laughing. "No sweet pea, you will not have to do that."
"Ok, let's go get one then," she replies, standing up and taking Carolyn's hand.
Pulling Ashley forward, Carolyn took her hand and placed it on her tummy.
"In here, a baby is growing. And in about nine months, he or she will be born and be your baby brother or sister, depending on what God is giving us."
Understanding it now, she replies. "I want a girl. Not a boy. Boys are naughty and ugly."
Hugging her, Carolyn giggles at this, and said: "We will have to wait to see what God chooses to give us."
Ashley, growing bored, climbs off and resumes playing with her toys, signing a conversation with them.
Suddenly, Ashley hears her father's voice calling, and runs towards the bedroom, with the nanny running after her.
Carolyn, smiling, picks up her tea and toast and follows, only to find Ashley was demanding from her dad that the baby must be a girl or not a boy.
Laughing, she smiles at him and watches as he explains it better for her.
After a bit, Ashley gave up and asked if she could go play with her toys and left the room, with the nanny following.
Max smiles at Carolyn and asks, "How are you feeling now, my love?"
"Better," she answers, snuggling next to him on the bed, munching her piece of dry toast. "How are you?"
"I am fine, bored, but fine. No pain yet, but I am starting to feel tingling and numb feeling in my back in the area of the operation. Nothing else yet. But I see the numbers are increasing on the news. Denmark is finally listed at 170 confirmed cases. USA, England, Australia and a few other countries are catching up with Italy. But China is still the highest."
"Can we discuss something else for now, please?" begs Carolyn.
"Anything."
"I heard your mother was booked in."
"Yes, she left shortly after the meeting. You had just fallen asleep. Selene has assigned someone to her, and she will keep us posted. Selene also mentioned, we need to interview some staff for personal assistant and other positions. I suggested to her to rather choose and send the shortlist in the end, as I know you are not up for this right now. As long as the woman chosen for me is not sexy! So Selene asked, 'who she looks like then'. And I responded, 'somewhat pretty, but glad you're taken'. I must have offended her as she stormed off in a huff."
Carolyn giggles at this.
It was later in the day, the PM sent an email update. Selene forwards this to Carolyn and Amelia to read.
Denmark was now at 230 confirmed and is climbing. Carolyn and Amelia decided to have a little meeting with Max and the three confirmed that they have to revise the rules and implement a higher lockdown before it gets worse.
So with Selene, they had another meeting, via the Zoom App, with the PM and several of the ministers already in their own meeting.
"Your Majesty, Your Highnesses. Thank you for joining us. Firstly, I have informed the cabinet of the good news, and most of them are in agreement that you need to obey your doctor and rest a bit. We are managing here. But as I am sure you have just read my email. I assume this is why you are meeting with us."
"Thank you, Mr Prime Minister. Ministers, I don't know what I would do without your support in this situation. And I apologise that I have become pregnant at a bad time, when you need me most. Yes, we have read your email, and the three of us conclude we have to step up the quarantine, before it gets worse. I am sorry, but I think we need to implement a full lockdown as soon as possible. How soon can we implement this?"
"Ma'am, as you have announced yesterday there will be full lockdown in certain areas, and while I agree the numbers are rising a bit faster, I suggest we wait another few days," said the PM. "May I suggest Monday, we revise the decision based on the numbers and see from there? It is only Thursday today and while the numbers did shoot up a bit, that is only because the other hospitals and clinics are now also reporting cases too. We need to monitor this and see if it will settle a bit, while rather educating the public on sterilization" and several of the ministers nodded their agreement on this.
"Okay. Is there anything else I need to know, or order?" she asked them.
"Ma'am, if I may. There are several buildings that are currently not in use. May I suggest we organise a team to clear them and set them up as Quarantine Buildings? Especially for passengers and minor cases where the hospitals deal with the serious cases," suggests the Health Minister.
"I am in favour of this. We can use the contingency funds to cover this expense. Any objections?" ask Carolyn and there were none. "Then make it so. Anything else? Sorry Ministers, but the medicine I took from the doctor for the terrible nausea I am experiencing, is making me sleepy."
The PM looked around and saw there was nothing else. He bid them goodbye and signed off