Portrait of Queen Berta: I accidentally got pregnant with His Majesty's child

More commonly than not, the period of the Queen's pregnancy and childbirth was publicly laid low, but the royal palace, which brought the day closer, was surrounded by silence to be called the serenity before the storm.

No one serves the royal palace and does not know Berta Kasha's birth control. A second queen who barely showed herself in public after her stomach became noticeable, but her absence was remarkable.

Who expects a direct prince or princess to be born at last.

who disgust when the lineage of the people of the border erodes the royal family.

The reaction was varied, and at last the moon was full.

"Won't Your Majesty come out of the rear house?

The first person in the royal palace on the table noticed the anomaly was from the actions of King Harold, who was unusual.

Their king is a diligent and brilliant famous man. No matter how partially he raised the notoriety of color preference, he never neglected his time in office.

At the same time I realized this was an anomaly, someone said.

"Didn't Lady Kasha realize..."

"No way. Is that a good time already?

"Is Your Majesty escorted? To give birth?

"What's going on in the backyard! Can't you grab a woman?"

There was no reason why the table should be bothered to come out, and Harold had not, until then, made the flag color any clearer with regard to the response to Lady Kasha and her belly child.

It is significant that the King himself could not take such an attitude as to fuel factional strife in the deepening Royal Palace under the water, but the aristocrats were optimistic about Harold's attitude.

Alliance of Kings For a king, an extra bloody child, for example, will not be in the number of things.

A girl named Second Lady. It is like a common son in the place where he was born, and if eventually a son of the outcast is born, he will be sent down to his subordination.

For those who believed so firmly, Harold's behavior in sticking to Lady Kasha's birth was precisely water in her sleeping ear.

"It's in the Prince! A prince was born! It was a boy!

After a day and night, a first report was issued from the rear palace to the royal palace of the table.

And sometimes the health of the babies born is good, and the royal family officially announced the birth of the prince for the country and abroad at an unusual early date: a few days from birth.

The sound of a blessing bell rang throughout the city of Wang Du for several days.

Because the interest of the people and foreign countries was also swollen only for the celebration awaited by the king, who had not had a single son between the righteous queen and his mistress.

"Are you trying to tell me it's the birth of an inheritance..."

Pressured by an unprecedented celebratory mood, the conservative nobles lagged far behind in their first move.

"... whoa,... Him, uh"

Clean, clean, dust-free indoor. Berta gave birth in an environment of royal palace doctors, attending doctors from childhood sent by Kasha, and other human resources exhausted to the best of her mind.

When I was at home, I had stood by several births where my siblings could give birth. I was prepared to suffer like hell, but I never imagined at the time that my birth would be so daunting.

The attitude of the doctors, full of grief and readiness, as if to send Berta to battlefield for life in Nine Deaths.

Berta almost laughed unexpectedly, but withstood so hard that it was too close to the air. If I laugh here, Lady Kasha is going to be rumored to have touched my heart in childbirth.

Besides, it's not really funny.

That's what the king's real son's life depends on. The country will not perish if we lose the war, but it will perish easily if there are no traces.

I can't help but think that the doctors have such a sense of crisis here that if we let the fetus die, the current royal family will end.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

"It's great to be so cheap at first birth"

Affordable? You know, I've suffered so much.

It was Berta, who became too tired and high, and then began to whisk inside, but when she was held by the ladies while she was supported by my children wrapped in cloth, her memories of a day and night until then were blown away, etc.

The child in his arms was wrinkled like a monkey, and the color of his skin was still red and black, which he did not think was very human. A lid like a mouth half-opened in a strange shape with just one line drawn. Although.

".................. cute"

I had heard enough production to be overactive, but I had no real sense that I had successfully completed the birth until I held it in my arms.

I can see your doctors and old ladies crying with emotion. All the Berta maids had a proud smile.

"You're so cute."

It's decided to be cute.

It's my own child.

In a place isolated from the outside world that floats at the birth of the prince, Berta spent her first mother-child time peacefully on this day.

"Your Majesty is outside your room. May I let you in?

Berta gets a little nervous when a woman asks.

"Your Majesty? Since when are you here? What, in the maternity room?

Normally, men, no matter how many fathers, do not enter the birthplace. I look at the complexion of the old ladies wondering if they have different habits in the backyard, but they also seem to think that's Harold's outrage.

Besides, it's too soon to come if you heard the news and ran.

"Your Majesty has been in this palace since yesterday's meeting with Her Highness."

Didn't we meet yesterday? I look back, but with that said, I also feel like I told you something when I was in a hurry to realize it. I don't remember because I'm at ease where they said something between labor pains, and how on this battlefield with Your Majesty, a man without medical knowledge was useless.

"Uh. Yeah, I hope so."

Someone would take you in front of me if you waited a little longer.

With that in mind, Berta acknowledged and met Harold face-to-face with the prince in his arms as he was in the post partum period.

He came into the room very quietly and looked around roughly. It didn't take long for that gaze to stop at one point.

Those big blue eyes stare into Berta's arms.

A baby who hasn't even opened his eyes yet. What color are the eyes of this child? Would it inherit the same trait as the father?

"Would you like to hold"

Berta heard that carefully, but Harold immediately solidified.

"Fine, I'm afraid I'm going to break it"

The old lady of the ancient cunt leaks a smile into Harold's words that she said in the utmost seriousness.

"Sire, why don't you stroke your head?

"Softly, softly. Don't put too much effort into it."

As the old ladies teased her, she was so nervous that she couldn't even afford to notice it, Harold gently stretched her fingers out and touched the baby's cheeks so that she could stick to it even in cotton.

Lady Kasha.

"Yes."

Berta had seen the same look on her face. Berta's mother had the exact same face she had when she gave birth to her brother.

"Thanks"

I felt comfortable knowing the depth of his suffering.