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Byleth’s period had been late, but it was normal for her, she was always under an immense amount of stress from being archbishop. She didn’t even bat an eyelash when the food she so adored had started going back up her throat again nor when she started to have dizzy spells. She had surmised it all to the stress of being archbishop. Everyone had become so worried about her that Dimitri arrived weeks before his scheduled trip to Garreg Mach for the sole purpose of begging her to come home with him.
“Beloved, please we don’t even have to go home to Fhirdiad but at least take the day off with me to rest. We can take a short ride to the lake and back, just the two of us.” Dimitri pleaded
“Dimi, you know that there are people here who ne—” She stopped abruptly, looking around the room with panicked eyes only to vomit on Dimitri’s boots.
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Dimitri carried his wife to bed and put his hand on her cheek, caressing it softly. They had just finished taking a bath together after they spent the morning on the toilet as Dimitri held Byleth’s hair up as she vomited.
“My beloved, please allow me to call a healer to come and see you, I beg of you.” He said with pleading eyes.
“Dimi…” She had almost let her stubbornness win over her but upon seeing her husband’s pained face, she couldn’t refuse his request. “Very well then… you may call for one but please have them come here, I doubt that I can walk down the stairs right now.” She leaned her head back allowing herself to fall into the soft pillows of her bed.
“Very well then.” He kissed her hands and moved to call Mercedes.
Mercedes arrived and put her hand on Byleth’s stomach. She already had her suspicions and so she already knew what spell to cast. She whispered an incantation that neither of the Blaiddyds have ever heard of, when she finished a crest of Blaiddyd appeared over Byleth’s stomach.
“Well professor and your majesty, it seems that you’re now parents,” she giggled watching the couple’s expression go from shocked to absolutely dumbfounded, “and your baby bears the Blaiddyd crest.”
“Wait what? How? Well no, it wasn’t for a lack of trying but what?” Dimitri said trying to wrap around the situation, but Byleth had started to laugh, tears on her eyes starting to form. “Beloved?”
“Dimi, we’re going to be parents.” She said in between breaths pulling Dimitri closer to her face, the biggest grin on his face and tears forming in his eyes as well. He kisses her forehead and presses their foreheads together. An overwhelming joy enveloping them as Byleth brought hers and Dimitri’s hand to rest on her belly.
Mercedes did her best to etch this image onto her head forever, holding onto this memory of theirs for them as they focused on forging the path ahead for the newly unified Fódlan. It was the least she could do for them.