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Chapter 357: My 1st Gift To Azaire_Caelum On This Special Day · Oct 27, 2026

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351 Chapter 351: The Black Sect Has Reawakened 2026-10-27
352 Chapter 352: He Has Already Left 1 2026-10-27
353 Chapter 353: He Has Already Left 2 2026-10-27
354 Chapter 354: I Am Not Needed 2026-10-27
355 Chapter 355: I Need You 2026-10-27
356 Chapter 356: Shouldn’t Have Let Him 2026-10-27
357 Chapter 357: My 1st Gift To Azaire_Caelum On This Special Day 2026-10-27
358 Chapter 358: "Found You" 2026-10-27
359 Chapter 359: We Need Help 2026-10-27
360 Chapter 360: We Are A Team 2026-10-27
361 Chapter 361: He Isn’t What He Claims 2026-10-27
362 Chapter 362: Perfect Timing 2026-10-27
363 Chapter 363: Igma’s Arrival 2026-10-27
364 Chapter 364: Is It Really You? 2026-10-27
365 Chapter 365: My 2nd Gift To Azaire_Caelum On This Special Day 2026-10-27
366 Chapter 366: Commander Serion 2026-10-27
367 Chapter 367: It Scares Me 2026-10-27
368 Chapter 368: LEAVE!! 2026-10-27
369 Chapter 369: None Of Your Business 2026-10-27
370 Chapter 370: I Have A Plan 2026-10-27
371 Chapter 371: What Business?? 2026-10-27
372 Chapter 372: Drag Me Back To Hell 2026-10-27
373 Chapter 373: It’s Coming For You 2026-10-27
374 Chapter 374: Easy Battle 2026-10-27
375 Chapter 375: A Dent At The Capital 2026-10-27
376 Chapter 376: He Is Still King 2026-10-27
377 Chapter 377: I Was Told To Deliver A Message 2026-10-27
378 Chapter 378: I Will Never Forgive Myself 2026-10-27
379 Chapter 379: New Harvest Festival 2026-10-27
380 Chapter 380: What Will You Do? 2026-10-27
381 Chapter 381: Let Him Know 2026-10-27
382 Chapter 382: Control Has Slipped 2026-10-27
383 Chapter 383: The Book Of Rot 1 2026-10-27
384 Chapter 384: The Book Of Rot 2 2026-10-27
385 Chapter 385: I Should Have Trusted 2026-10-27
386 Chapter 386: They Better 2026-10-27
387 Chapter 387: When The Tables Turn 2026-10-27
388 Chapter 388: Balinar’s Sin 2026-10-27
389 Chapter 389: Moon Tear Berries 2026-10-27
390 Chapter 390: A Dark Arrival 2026-10-27
391 Chapter 391: It Can’t Be 2026-10-27
392 Chapter 392: Darkness And Magic 2026-10-27
393 Chapter 393: I Didn’t Know Any Better 2026-10-27
394 Chapter 394: A Closed Bond 2026-10-27
395 Chapter 395: Her Fading Reach 2026-10-27
396 Chapter 396: I Need You 2026-10-27
397 Chapter 397: Still Holding On 2026-10-27
398 Chapter 398: Everything Comes Back To You 2026-10-27
399 Chapter 399: Everyone Suffers Because Of Me 2026-10-27
400 Chapter 400: Not Going Anywhere 2026-10-27

Elian;

My back hurts...

In the slow, persistent... deeply annoying way that makes me question all of my life choices and also consider bribing Goddess Thalyra for a spine replacement

I rub the bottom of my back with a quiet hiss as I shift my weight for the umpteenth time.

”Why are you sitting on my spine like that? There are other places to exist.” I whisper as I cradle my stomach, and the little bun responds by kicking hard.

I groan before letting out a breath.

”Unbelievable...” I mutter, and silence responds to me.

My palm drifts under my stomach, and I lift it gently. It’s round, heavy, and warm.

I let out a small relieved breath, and chuckle at the state of me.

One would think by the third time this would be easier, but this little one is even more stubborn than the first was. And even dares to compete with my second pregnancy.

The baby kicks again, and I can’t help but smile this time.

”You’re so eager to get out of there, aren’t you? Don’t worry. There’s just one more month left...” I whisper as I start drawing soothing circles on my stomach.

I try to sit on the cushioned bench by the window, to stare at the peaceful courtyard below. It’s almost noon, and everything seems so peaceful.

Peace! That’s an expensive word to use or thing to experience these days.

But everything has been suspiciously calm all morning, maybe my husbands have finally—

A large crash comes from the next room, and I freeze— then I close my eyes.

”...Oh, come on!!” I whine as I realise I spoke too soon.

Another crash follows, and then the laughter of my little gremlins.

Oh, not again... They managed to slip out of their father’s sights again...

I push myself to my feet with one hand cradling my stomach and the other bracing my back, which I fear might give out any time soon.

”My back,” I grumble, waddling faster than is dignified.

My back isn’t the only thing in shambles. At this point, both my spine and patience are a mess.

I round the corner of the hallway where I was, and make my way into the adjacent hall. However, the moment I push the doors open, I stop dead.

The statue that was just sculpted to commemorate BeastHeaven’s collaboration with Marineia is on the floor— broken, with pieces everywhere.

And in the middle of the chaos, are my daughter Azula and Serapha— Duelling with wooden swords, and running in circles. While shouting battle cries.

Oh heavens! These girls are going to be the end of me!!

King Wilhelm might have a heart attack if he sees this!!

My eyes drift back to the little balls of chaos carelessly running over the shards and pieces of the statue.

”AZULA, SERAPHA! Stop running about, you will hurt yourselves!” I scold as I waddle into the room, but they don’t stop. They don’t even flinch.

Serapha lunges forward with reckless enthusiasm, and her white hair bouncing wildly, and Azula dodges with that terrifying precision, eyes blazing with that dangerous calm she inherited from her father.

”I will defeat you, traitor!” Serapha declares dramatically, and I let out a breath.

Don’t girls have tea parties and play with dolls?? Why do my daughters insist on fighting imaginary battles??

”You lack discipline,” Azula replies with a scoff that’s too dramatic for her age, and for a second, I just shut my eyes.

They clash again— Wood smacking against wood, and I pinch the bridge of my nose.

I am carrying a child. My back is on fire. And my daughters are reenacting a war scene inside the palace.

I’m just one snap away from completely losing my mind...

”Girls,” I try again, softer this time.

”Please. I am serious.” I plead, but I watch as Azula leaps onto a chair, and Serapha flips over a fallen cushion.

Okay. That’s it. Words certainly aren’t going to work. I’m going to have to bundle these two mountain lions out of here and find a way to tender apologies to both the sculptor and King Wilhelm!!!

I step forward and place myself between them— attempt to separate them, but Serapha darts around, and Azula ducks under my arm as I try to catch her.

I wobble slightly as they giggle mischievously.

”Hey—!” I begin, but Azula grabs my wrist.

”Màpà! Join us! You’re the dragon!” She says, and I let out an exasperated breath.

”I am not a dragon—” I try to explain, but Serapha doesn’t let me land.

”Papa says you breathe fire when you’re angry!” She insists, tugging at my sleeve.

”That is not what that means—” I try again, but they pull me toward the centre of the room.

I glance at the broken statue. I inhale... then exhale, an dpress my lips together.

I am trying very hard not to scream, but this frustration might break me.

”Girls,” I plead with my exhaustion bleeding through.

”I cannot fight right now. I am heavy. I am tired. And if I fall, you will both be grounded until the sun forgets how to rise.” I add, and this time, they pause.

They actually pause, and then, my ever-smart-mouthed Azula narrows her eyes thoughtfully.

”You can be the injured king we are protecting.” She suggests, and Serapha gasps in excitement.

”Yes! Don’t worry, Mapa! We’ll save you from the dragon!!” She chimes, and I blink.

”...Why am I injured?” I can’t help but ask despite myself.

”Because you are always injured when pregnant,” Serapha states matter-of-factly, and Azula nods gravely, as if that is the most sensible thing anyone has ever said.

I stare at my children.

My traitorous, overly observant children.

I’m about to break down in tears and literally beg them to listen when the doors suddenly swing open.

Koda steps in, and he takes in the state of the room in one sweep of his eyes.

The broken statue, the wooden swords, me, and then the girls.

His jaw tightens, and immediately, I know I’ve been saved.

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