Clara’s belly grew to a terrifying, unnatural size, yet her body withered away by the day.Despite her physical ruin, a fanatical, feverish light burned in her eyes. The more violently the fetus thrashed inside her, the more ecstatic she became. To her, the agony was proof that she was carrying a colossal, unbreakable dragon heir.This single pregnancy was her ticket to absolute, lifelong power.She had completely lost her mind. Every single night, she huddled over her massive stomach, stroking the stretched skin as she muttered to herself."My beautiful baby... you are going to make mother so proud. The moment you are born, that throne belongs to me. No one will ever look down on us again. No one!"Every time she swallowed the "secret recipe" I provided, a fleeting, artificial radiance would flush her cheeks, and the fetus would begin to kick with a feral intensity.Convinced I had handed her a miracle cure, she unilaterally increased the dosage. One dose a day became three.Whenever
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