Azel rang the doorbell of the mansion, It was already evening and he was wondering what he was going to even say about this.
Anya answered immediately.
She had been expecting Medusa since afternoon… the woman had been assigned to buy ingredients for dinner, after all but she never showed.
"Medu— M… My Prince," Anya stammered, her words faltering the moment her eyes landed on him.
Azel stood there carrying Medusa in his arms like a bride.
"Did something happen to Medusa?" Anya asked with concern on her face… She had never seen Medusa like this before, except when she was sleeping.
Azel sighed softly.
Even though she had already been impregnated after their first round, Medusa had insisted on continuing nine more times, claiming something about guaranteeing it.
It had been intense, even by her standards.
"She was helping me do something very important," Azel said at last, stepping inside.
