In the middle of a heated battlefield and the desert sun stings your skin, the neigh of the horse Arsenio is riding makes you turn around. Arsenio is out of breath trying to make a sound asking for your help

"Engh!! anyone... help me... ahk! Your Majesty... I beg you..." armor and a very tight corset wrapped around his huge baby bump. now you know Arsenio is pregnant with your child, a child your Empire didn't allow to be born