Chapter 871:

Vladya took Aekeira’s hand, whispering constant words of encouragement.

Daemonikai held Emeriel more firmly as she lunged toward her, her body torn by the effort and her cries guttural.

“Alright, Princess, again!”

And they did.

Over and over.

Two men—warriors, rulers, predators—became helpless spectators as the fiercest battle they had ever witnessed was fought before them. A life-or-death struggle. Blood and breath.

Then… a scream. A piercing, primal scream.

head jerked up as the midwife smiled, lifting a small, bloodied bundle.

My son.

chest. He smiled so widely

through him, euphoria drowning

filled with tears, and gently placed the child in his arms. She smiled as though

trembled as he held his son. Emeriel seemed too exhausted to speak, but her eyes never left

it. You did it, my brightest star. He’s

scream tore

midwife beamed, holding a small, crying newborn in her arms. “Your Majesty, she has

for a moment before

He and Aekeira stared at him as though seeing the stars for

baby’s wet forehead.

Vladya’s gaze. Both

them in a look

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