Chris Blackwood – The King Returns
Weeks had passed, and Ethan had given no report.
That could only mean two things—either Rhea wasn't pregnant, or he was taking extra care to confirm the results. And Ethan never delayed unless the situation demanded it.
I sat in my private study, reviewing a security report when my phone buzzed.
Ethan.
"Your Majesty, I have the results."
I set the papers aside, my fingers tightening slightly around the phone. This was it.
"And?" I asked, my voice as calm as ever.
A brief pause.
"She is pregnant."
For a moment, silence stretched between us. I leaned back, exhaling slowly. Pregnant. With my child.
"Does she know?" I finally asked.
"Not yet. The tests were conducted without her knowledge, as you ordered."
I nodded to myself. That was good. It meant I still had control over the situation.
"Then keep it that way, for now."
"Understood, Your Majesty."
I ended the call and sat in silence.
This changed everything.
Rhea carried a Blackwood heir. My heir.
And now, I had a decision to make.