Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King
the central queen managed between breaths.
The second queen shook her head slowly.
“In all our years, no one has ever interrupted a sacred audience to ask for obstetrics.”
“Then you have all wasted an alarming amount of time.”
That earned another laugh.
The third queen, who had been the quietest of them all, finally stepped forward.
“Yes,” she said simply.
The room stilled again.
I straightened at once.
“Yes… you can?”
“Yes,” she repeated. “I delivered heirs, twins, difficult births, premature births, cursed births, winged births, scaled births, and one child who shifted into a goat halfway through labor.”