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“Congratulations, Your Majesties, it’s a boy!” the midwife received the newborn babe from the doctor and swaddled him in cloths of pure white, the imperial family’s symbol in silver and maroon on it.
“He’s lovely, Your Majesty.” She told the empress who wept at the sight of her son who she gave birth to after hours of pain.
“You did splendidly, my love.” The emperor, who was behind her as he insisted in staying in the birthing room and assist his wife, kissed her sweat-filled forehead and rubbed her arms, eyes never faltering from the evidence of their love. “He’s so precious.”
“Yes, yes, he is.” She cradled her son closer and kissed his bloody forehead.
“My Deckard.”