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.

midwife smiled, lifting a small, bloodied bundle. “You have a beautiful boy,

My son.

exploded in Daemonikai’s chest. He smiled so

him, euphoria drowning out every coherent

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

he held his son. Emeriel seemed too exhausted to speak, but her eyes never left the little life they had just created. Their

it, my brightest star.

tore

crying newborn in her arms. “Your Majesty, she

a moment before splitting into a wild

hands trembled as he reached for the child. He and Aekeira stared at him as

kissed the baby’s wet forehead. “Thank

Vladya’s gaze. Both

in

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