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.

lifting a small, bloodied bundle. “You have

My son.

Daemonikai’s chest. He smiled

coursed through him, euphoria

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

too exhausted to speak, but her eyes never left the little life they

did it, my brightest

another scream tore through

newborn in

for a moment before splitting into a wild

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

the baby’s wet forehead.

gaze. Both smiled, both

emotion passed between them in

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