"Aerialia?" Orion asked for confirmation.
She nodded in response.
"Are you in there with the Princess of the Garden?"
"I am," she responded.
Orion furrowed his brows once more. "What did you do?" he asked.
"Don't worry, I'm safe. She didn't do anything," the Princess of the Garden responded, a sigh escaping her lips.
Orion nodded in response, relieved that nothing terrible had happened.
Witnessing Orion's expression, Aerialia snorted in response.
"I want to ask you a question, and I want you to answer truthfully," she said.
Orion remained silent momentarily, wondering what Aerialia wanted to ask him before he responded, "What is it?"
"Are you the father of her child?" Aerialia asked, bringing her hand backwards and laying it on her stomach.
"Yes," Orion responded, a deep frown suddenly appearing. "Don't do..." he added.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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