I froze.
His voice lowered dangerously.
“And you definitely won’t like that.”
Silence settled heavily between us. Fear was driving this decision.
I looked at him for another long second before finally sighing.
“Okay. Fine.”
Some of the tension visibly left his shoulders.
“Thank you, my love.” He stepped closer again, pressing a kiss to my forehead before resting his hand gently against my stomach. The touch lingered there like he physically needed the reminder that we were both still safe. “I cannot lose you or our child.”
Emotion tightened unexpectedly in my chest.
I covered his hand with mine.
“You won’t.”
His jaw flexed slightly like he wanted desperately to believe that.
I forced myself to think practically instead of emotionally spiraling into prophecy nonsense.
“The Roya
