Chapter 327

Chapter 327

That night, Grand Lord Vladya stood by the door, gazing at the figure sleeping exhausted upon his bed. He had been standing there for some time now, baring noticing the passage of time.

A part of him still expected this to be ripped from his grasp. Torn away like every other good thing before it

Even now, it felt surreal. Unbelievable.

He had a Female. His.

And she carried his child,

No one beyond their small circle knew of it. Vladya had not yet shared the news with his people. In time, he would.

But for now, secrecy was its own form of protection. The more concealed she remained, the safer she–and the child- would be.

His family.

Emotion thickened his throat. An ache both familiar and foreign. Those were words he never thought he would speak.

Words he never imagined would be something real, something his own.

Vladya’s eyes drifted to the sheets draped over her form, shielding her belly. He knew not what he sought to find, yet in the past few hours, he had looked at that belly more than he had in months.

How could something that once seemed so distant–like a far–off dream–suddenly be within his reach?

His thoughts turned to his conversation with the Oracle earlier.

there anything more I can do? Something different to make these spells work?” Vladya

raise dead bones. The more you feel, the greater

it all centers upon feeling.”

they must feel. And for one to

returned, and once more he was seeing

more in the few years than he had in centuries. All because of this

behind him. Yaz fell into step with

went to his cave.It lay hidden, deep within the woods. A place

He had first come here

the weight of loss and heartbreak. Then, by chance or fate, he

this place, time and time again,

he had stopped coming.

continued. But he no

the uneven ground, at the darkness that stretched before him. He took in the silver flow of the waterfall spilling down one side of the cavern. And the feeling he had been suppressing all day broke free. Hot

them fall.

to his pains, his despair.

Not of suffering. Not of misery. Not

overwhelming he could scarcely contain it. Tears of hope that was real and touchable. Tears of excitement

led him to her.

would be all right in

later, when Vladya stepped out into the cool night, he was startled to see Daemonikai leaning casually against a tree like a silent sentinel in

I figured I

his footsteps quiet. “Why are you so far

a run with my dear friend, who, in the near future, will cradle in his arms the greatest treasure the world

and embrace his friend. Daemonikai tensed for only a heartbeat before his arms came around Vladya’s shoulders, his grip firm

to be a father, Your Grace,” Vladya

am proud of how far you

shaking his head. “Who would

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