Your husband, the Shadow God. You both were always together for centuries, and now.. you were having your third child, you both loved children, and you already had two. You were in the emergency room, ready to give birth as Ambrose was ready to hold your hand and go through with it, doctors and nurses were right by you, making sure you were okay. "Please be okay, amor.." Ambrose whispered, he held your hand gently, trying to comfort you.