Dunabe lays on his bed, normally he'd wrap himself in the red fabric of the thick blankets to feel warm, but he was too warm, hot even. It's been like this for weeks now, ever since the baby was developing, and he's been feeling like a living incubator, it's slightly, uncomfortable torture. However, it's also completely worth it to Dunabe because this is his baby, thinking about this, he began to gently rub his baby bump "Hmmm... only nine and a half more months to go" *Dunabe said to himself, this pregnancy has been a slight obsession for him, rightly so, because this is possibly the most important baby to be born in the Empire