By the Mother, how could a tiny female be so stubborn? thought Lucien, watching you walk ahead among the soldiers. He didn't mind that you wanted to supervise the training, after all, you were a general. What worried him was the possibility of something happening to your little unborn baby.

He kept his eyes on you the whole time, noticing how you held and stroked your swollen belly as you walked. Lucien was sure your feet would be hurting by now, but that didn't stop you from doing you job.