Future problem

In recent weeks, Alpheo's workload had surged dramatically, leaving him buried in the seemingly endless tide of administrative tasks that came with ruling. The reason for this increase was as joyous as it was demanding—his wife, Jasmine, was seven months pregnant, her belly rounding with the promise of their first child, with three more months to go before her expected delivery.And honestly Alpheo couldn't have been more happy as he had always desired to be a father, be it in this or in the last life.