My marriage is in trouble. 

Jaxar and I didn't exactly have a regular romance since he abducted me and then sent me on a journey that could've resulted in my death. But that's neither here nor there. And what doesn't kill you, makes you bitter. I mean, stronger. 

Anyway, the point is that my husband, who I adore, is becoming distant. That, plus my hormones, are turning me into someone I don't recognize. With war imminent, now is not the time to be insecure and emotional, and yet tell that to my pregnant self. All she wants to do is eat and cry. (Insert eye roll here.)

I need to figure out how to save my relationship with Jaxar, as well as lead my people, or I won't be just dead emotionally, but physically as well. And I didn't travel all across the galaxy to just give up now. 

Guess it's time to grab my hairpins and put on my big girl panties, because I'm going to let my inner Boraq come out to play. 

*Very intense emotionally, but there is no killing of main characters, and the HEA is a given.*