Author's POV:
Life had become a little hectic for them. She was not used to living without several warriors and servants at her service. However, her husband was so good at creating a new world and academy that she had high hopes for.
"Norman, go and fucking play outside," she screamed at Norman. She had once seen him try to run around to cheer up Kaye, who had been crying for the past ten minutes.
"And, ugh, tell the nanny to take him away as well. He's so fucking annoying, always screaming and crying like a little bitch," she screamed in Kaye's face, who suddenly went silent.
"Why the fuck are you shouting at our babies?" Lord McQuoid came out of the bedroom after taking a shower in the bathroom. He had heard that Darcy was once again screaming at Kaye.
"I just look at his face and I want to slap him. Why the fuck is he always crying? Why is he so weak?" she screamed. "We are supposed to have strong babies. We are two powerful people tied in a knot of marriage and fated bond."
