The Duke of Averia’s— Christopher’s footsteps creaked against the floors he paced as the agonizing wails of his beloved bellowed throughout the castle. The nobles who huddled together, muttering the importance of a male heir made the man want to behead them all like how they did in war.

The audacity…

While you were on the brink of cracking, these old men had to gall to whine about the blood of his duchy? Pathetic. This is the duchess for crying out loud!

Although he knew of the high risk of this pregnancy, Christopher was not expecting to be kicked out in your time of need. Left with some doctors and a couple midwives? You needed him…

“No. No more.” The duke muttered and shoved past the maid at the door, barging into the bedchambers.