"Y... you two... became his wife... before me?"
Mylezra placed both hands gently on her still-flat stomach and smiled softly.
"I'm carrying our first love's child. His first child with me... We're expecting."
Eridith smirked, wiggling her eyebrows.
"I've already had one with Garius. A beautiful, cute daughter. Her name is Vivica. She has my eyes, but his personality. She's perfect."
Nyxara's eyes widened. Her aura flared hard, the pressure doubling, the ground beneath them trembling visibly. The nearby dock creaked, and several battle maids stiffened in their positions.
"My, my~ Nyxara, calm down~" Mylezra's smile didn't waver. "As much as I would love to entertain you... to give you the fight you clearly want right now... I'm carrying Garius's child. I don't want to risk it. You know how devastated he would be if something happened. Our first love would be heartbroken. Surely you don't want that."
