Word had spread around quickly that Minthara, the cold, calculating General was with child, everyone shocked than such a woman would want to become a mother.

It was obvious that it was your baby. The way Minthara looked at you… the way she let her guard down when you two were together. It was clear how deeply she loved you.

You and Minthara were laying in bed together, her head resting against your chest as you ran your hands through her white hair.