Elian's POV
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"Well, this looks lovely."
Elian spun around with a bright smile when he heard those words from Lucian. The Alpha king sauntered into the dining room, donned in a silver and gold royal robe.
Three days had already passed since what was now being termed "the siege on the Stormborns". The palace had already been rebuilt, and the wards were almost completely corrected.
With all this rebuilding, you'd think a certain someone would've found the time to tell his mates he was pregnant with freaking twins.
But… well—
"I just decided to treat you to something nice." Elian stretched out his hands, pulling Lucian into a soft kiss on his cheek. "Well, with help from the maids and cooks, of course."
[Yeah, otherwise you'd have levelled down the palace for good this time.]
'Do not ruin this for me.'
Set on the dining table was a diverse assortment of delicacies—with recipes carefully curated from all corners of Lunaria.
