Alexander's POV
Angelika is not in the room we will be using in my youngest brother's palace. I walked out of the room and started looking for her. I'm worried that she'll... Damn it!
Our enemy was using strange powers. She's pregnant, and I can't let her be in any fucking danger. She already went through a lot for years!
I was running on the stairs when I met my wife on the second floor. She's holding a glass of milk and a cake. I grab them and look at her.
"Don't make me worry like that again!" I roared. Angelika blinks and places her hand on my forehead.
"You look mad. For what reason, Your Highness?" she asks. I sighed and calmed myself. What am I doing anyway? What am I being afraid of?
"I'm sorry. Let's go."
I give back the glass of milk in her hand. I lower my knee a bit and grab her thighs, then carry her. She wraps her arm around my neck and is dumbfounded because of my weird actions.
