Book 12: Chapter 32
“Nier.”
“Dear…”
We released each other after kissing, and then I sat down on the side of the bed. I smiled: “I don’t need to do anything for the coming month. You two will probably be giving birth next month, right? The doctor told me not to go anywhere this month; he said to wait for you and Lucia.”
Nier pouted as soon as I mentioned Lucia. I smiled, and then gave her a kiss on her forehead: “Don’t be angry, Nier. Lucia needs me more than you at the moment. She’s in danger at the moment, and it was my fault.”
“It’s not your fault, Dear. She’s your wife and she, too, wants a child. It’s not your fault. But I don’t understand how she was doing great when she left, yet her condition turned for the worse as soon as she reached the elven lands. Dear, what exactly is wrong with Lucia? Is that normal for elves?”
I stroked Nier’s long hair and softly replied, “Definitely not. It’s my fault. It’s due to a lack of mana…”
“She was fine when she was here,” said Nier. She stroked her belly and complained in a soft voice: “Being an elf is so nice. She’s so small, yet she’s pregnant with two kids. I worked so hard with you, yet I only have one child…”
“One child is the same thing. To be honest, I feel as though Lucia would be better off without the child when I see her in so much pain. I would rather be without the child. Lucia almost lost her life for her child. My heart writhes in pain when I see Lucia suffering like that.”
I grabbed tight hold of Nier’s hand and, with a smile, continued, “Needless to say, if you were suffering as she is, my heart would also ache. However, I’m so glad that you’re okay. If you were faring poorly, as well right now, I really would want to abandon the North and return to Troy City to take care of you.”