"Allura… she…
She is pregnant."
Shadow spoke with a shocked look on her face and for a heartbeat, nobody moved.
Then—
"…what?"
Skyla blurted out, her eyes wide in surprise.
Aeliana's eyes widened sharply, then narrowed, like she didn't believe it.
Felberta froze completely.
Lane's hand rose to her lips.
Even Lyriana's cold expression cracked for a second.
As for Amaya…
She froze. Completely.
"…Pregnant?"
Felberta repeated, as if unsure of what she had just heard.
"Yes,"
Shadow nodded slowly.
"She's pregnant."
And as the words settled into the room—
It was like time stopped.
The floating motes of starlight above the bed hung in place. The galaxies painted on the walls slowed until they were barely moving. Even the shadow-silk sheets around Shadow's body stopped shifting, as if the room itself didn't know how to react to news that big.
Then—
Felberta's fingers twitched—like something inside her tried to grab the air and couldn't.
