13 November 1873

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It was evening, Hugo was strolling in the corridor, waiting anxiously, there was too much of distress on his face.

He was muttering under his breath as he kept on rolling his fingers,

"Not a boy,

please Lord,

not a boy."

Suddenly the opened from behind her and a health worker came out hurriedly,

"Congratulations, it's a boy.

You may go and see your son".

She came out happily and congratulated everyone on the birth of baby boy of Hugo.

He hurried inside to see the queen hiding her face under a scarf, not showing her identity.

There laid a baby boy beside her, which was covered in a towel neatly.

"It's Hugo", he cleared his throat, it was then that showed her face.

"Did anyone come to know about the delivery?

Did everything go well?", she asked curiously while moaning in the after pain.

"No, they are of the view that it was birth to my wife.

They don't know th