[A good man, her beloved ever worries after her. As much as she wishes not to disturb anyone, she needn't endure the morning sickness and other developments on her own. In fact, the latter shouldn't be kept from Berkut. With a hand still draped over her middle, she takes small steps over to his bedside.
Up close, she can see the drowsiness draped around him like a cloak. How endearing . . . ]
I'm fine, my lord. In fact, there's something I would like to show you. May I?
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Up close, she can see the drowsiness draped around him like a cloak. How endearing . . . ]
I'm fine, my lord. In fact, there's something I would like to show you. May I?