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MY LADY JANE costume appreciation: 1/∞ — costume design by stephanie collie

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A Guildford Heir

💓Jane finds out she’s pregnant💓

(narrator in italic font)

Jane and Guildford found a nearby market on their way back to London.

Now.. where were we?

Jane staggers and grasps at a nearby basket and proceeds to vomit her guts out.

Oh, yes….I guess right here. Viewer, if you will excuse me. I must find my own basket to purge myself in.

She leans up and lets out a deep sigh. Guildford rubs his hand across his wife's back and asks, "My darling, are you okay?" "Yes! I'm fine. Probably just my nerves from all of my near-death experiences these past few weeks." "Well...alright then," he simply replied. Jane looked up at the peddler whose basket she had purged in. "Excuse me, sir, do you know if anyone around here sells fennel or perhaps....wormwood?" The peddler scrunched his face and loudly stated, "DO I KNOW ANYONE...I KNOW YOUVE JUST RUINED MY RIPEST PLUMS OF THE SEASON!!!" Jane scowled back and reacted with the same demeanor "AS IF I MEANT TO PURGE MY GUTS OUT IN YOUR PRECIOUS PLUMS!!” The peddler pulled out a dull shiv from his pocket and Jane retaliated by pulling out her much sharper dagger from under her smock. Guildford let out a heavy sigh and stepped in between them. “Alright Alright. Thats enough. Here.” Guildford digs deep into his pant pocket, pulls out two shillings, and throws them at the man. He pulls his wife away from the quarrel as she rolls her eyes. “Come on, Jane. We’re trying not to sully your great name.” Jane looks up at him, her face still quite green, but before she can speak, she leans back down and empties her stomach again. This time on his boots. He jumps this time, almost about to puke himself. After a few moments, she looks up at him again, and says “Oh I’m sure the fact that everyone knows I’m married to a horse sullied it already.” Guildford rolls his eyes now and smirks. “Admit it. You know you like it,” he says sensually into her ear. Jane doesn’t respond and starts walking away from her husband up to the next booth. “Excuse me madam? Does anyone around here sell any fennel, wormwood, or even peppermint?” The woman nodded towards a little boy lying on the ground at the corner of the market. He was fast asleep. “Boy’s name is Eddie. You’ll want to talk to him.” Jane nodded and thanked the woman. She looked over to see that Guildford had already made his way over to the boy and was kicking at his feet. “Hey, wake up. Kid, wake up.” Jane went over and pulled at his arm. “Really, Guildford?” “What? You’re sick!”, he replied. “We don’t know that for sure, yet.” Jane’s mind flickered back to her previous studies in herbology. What all conditions did these herbs aid? She thought of one possibility but just as soon as it came to her, she pushed it away. She leaned down to the boy’s, supposedly name Eddie, level and shook him awake. “Hey. Eddie, right? We need your help. We heard you had some medicine.” The boy perked up at the sound of her last word and said “Why! Yes miss! Name’s Eddie! Follow me!”

Jane and Guildford had followed Eddie down an alleyway which led to pair of stairs that eclipsed the light of the late day.

Our heroes have just escaped their concurrent executions but now were they about to suffer at the hands of this goblin? Or as you viewers call him, a ten year old boy?

Eddie led them to a wooden door with the name “Blackwell” etched into the center with the work of a knife. Eddie pulls out a copper key from his sock and unlocks the door. He looks back at Jane and Guildford. “Mother can help you” and smiled before yelling into the room. “MOTHER A CLIENT IS HERE!!” A middle aged woman walked around the corner into the room. “A CLIENT?! OH GOOD DAY!! GOOD DAY!!” The woman wiped some substance off on her apron. It was a thickened fluid looking similar to syrup or maybe dew?? Jane thought to herself. “Hi. I was told you had some herbs to help relieve my stomach?” “Yes, my dear! Follow me!” She guided Jane to the back room with Guildford following behind. The woman turned around to face him “Patients only. I’m afraid, sir.” and she shut the door in his face.

“Alright. We need our privacy.” , the woman said sweetly and motioned for Jane to sit on the metal table placed in the middle of the room. Jane walked over as she examined the room. The room was surrounded by shelves upon shelves of various vials and jars full of liquids and creams that Jane wasn’t sure she recognized. Before Jane could introduce herself, the woman shoved Jane back on the cold surface and started massaging around her abdomen. “Uh.. um…I thought you said you were going to give me herbs for my stomach pain…”, Jane said. “Yes, yes….after I examine you first”, the woman replied. “Now does it hurt when I do this?”, the woman placed a hand on Jane’s breast and lightly pressed down. “Ouch…yes!!”, Jane said, annoyingly. “Can I get some fennel or peppermint to chew on?”, Jane roughly asked. The woman ignored her and asked “When was the last time you had your course?” as she tried peeking under Jane’s dress. “Hey!”, Jane yelped as she put her knees together. The woman whispered to herself, “hm no black of red spotting either…”

Jane had no idea what this strange woman meant by ‘course.’ That was until the woman mentioned the word…….‘red.’

“My monthly? That was like….five weeks ago,” Jane said to the woman. The woman simply nodded. This moment of silence gave Jane the opportunity to speak up. “What was all this about? I came here for medicine!! Not to be violated!! Who are you?! I don’t even know your name!! I’m Jan-

“With child,” the woman stated, softly. “The name’s Alba. I study the female reproductive system. My husband thinks my hobby is too disgusting but I find it rather intriguing. You, my dear, have all the signs for pregnancy” “WHAT?!!”, Jane yelled. “Don’t say ‘What’ say ‘Pardon’, Alba responded. Jane’s mouth dropped open. “We haven’t even had the time to-..”

Jane immediately recalled the night Guildford had climbed up to her locked room and initiated some rather vigorous hanky panky or….horseplay if you will.

“You have to be kidding me”, Jane stated. At that moment, Guildford busted down the door. “Jane!!”, he said, running towards her. “Is everything okay?” Jane looked up at him. “Guildford….we….”, she mumbled low. “Yes?”, he replied, cupping his hands around her face. “We have another obstacle in our path”, she said to him as she smiled just a little.

Guildford had had any many ‘pregnancy scares’ in his ravishing ‘bachelor’ lifestyle but now he had a wife. He had Jane.

“Oh”, Guildford replied. “That kind of obstacle,” he half laughed. He looked down at her belly and placed a hand where her bellybutton was. A single tear left his eye. “An heir to the Guildford name then?” Jane nodded and smiled again. Also starting to tear up. He smiled back at her and knelt down and kissed her belly. “Welcome to the revolution, little one.”

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