B2 058 - Under A Thousand Stars

PATREA.

Five nights ago, I told Lucius I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. I was ready to have a baby with him.

A demon pregnancy could be detected a few hours after mating. But five days later, there was still nothing.

I stared blankly at the mirror inside the bathroom that Lucius had custom-made for me.

I felt empty. I felt useless.

I knew Guinevere wasn’t lying when she reversed the spell I did on my body, and I was sure Lucius could get any female pregnant if he didn’t stop himself from producing one.

So it must be me. Maybe my actual human age has something to do with this. I was not getting older in physical form, but perhaps I was past the stage of childbearing.

And it hurts. It hurt more now than it did the first time when I thought I could not give him an heir because, this time, I expected it to be possible.

Lucius seemed to not mind, but he might just be good at hiding it. Because it was the same thing I was showing him, but deep inside, I was