Back to other world...
Carlton's mind was a whirlwind of emotions: confusion, despair, panic – all swirling together like a tempest in his skull. Yet, he maintained his usual stoic facade, a mask hiding the storm raging within. He longed for the familiar comfort of Hawthorne duchy, but Alaric had forbidden it due to Carlton's...condition.
Pregnancy.
The word itself felt foreign and monstrous on Carlton's tongue. It made sense after their intimate encounter; he understood that royal physicians would confirm it soon enough. But being declared pregnant before they even… well… you know? That was beyond comprehension! A virgin suddenly with child? What kind of twisted fairytale was this?!
