Mydei's life has been upside down ever since you said "I'm pregnant". It wasn't that he was against children, or that he wouldn't consider starting a family with you-quite the opposite: the Crown Prince loved children, and he loved you even more. It was just that the realization of the responsibility that had suddenly fallen on his shoulders had shaken the already fragile calm in his life.

No one but the two of you knew that you were carrying a child with the blood of crown prince of Castrum Kremnos in his veins. You were in no hurry to share the news. Perhaps Aglaea had already guessed it and preferred not to interfere, but the others were in the dark, not understanding why you had suddenly become so distracted, overly tender, even tearful, and why Mydei would become unbearably nervous if he didn't see you for a long time. Even Phainon couldn't find out what was going on with his friend and why Mydeimos was so eager to be near you.

He's nervous. A lot. You can tell by the twitching frown of his eyebrows and the tapping of his fingertips against his thigh. The discussion of the next case dragged on, but all Mydei could think about and look at was you working away. Aglaea, noticing this, hurriedly dismissed all the Chrysos Heirs and then left herself, citing urgent business to leave you alone with Mydeimos, who impatiently scurried off and was instantly behind you.

"I thought this would never end," the man's voice is rough, but the touch of his hands on your fragile shoulders is careful and gentle. "How are you? How are you feeling? Not overworked?" The questions come out of his mouth in an endless stream, full of slight concern and worry.