Chapter 673
The doctor handed over the medical report, holding a warm expression as he looked between the two. “Congratulations, Prince Casaio. Your wife is expecting a pup,” he announced.
“What?” The word left both Casaio and Zilia in a stunned, simultaneous breath.
“Yes, Princess Zilia is pregnant. It’s been a little over three weeks,” the doctor stated, tapping the folder. “Given the royal lineage, I suggest taking Princess Zilia for a more thorough checkup at the hospital soon to ensure everything is progressing as it should p>
“Yes. I will,” Casaio said, his voice thick. His eyes turned misty as the weight of the news settled in, his gaze drifting toward Zilia.
Zilia sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her hand instinctively drifting toward her stomach. Casaio got on his knees, and he held her hands, kissing her knuckles. “I love you so much. Now that a life is growing inside you, you aren’t taking on any more stress,” Casaio whispered. “I’ll make sure this journey is perfectly smooth for you p>
The doctor, sensing the weight of the moment, gave the couple their privacy and stepped out of the suite without a word.
Zilia cupped Casaio’s face, gently pulling him up from where he leaned over her. He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips, his hand moving instinctively to rest over her lower stomach.
“You should tell everyone at the palace,” Zilia said, her eyes glowing with an excitement. “Mother and Father are going to be so happy p>
Casaio nodded quickly and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. He dialed his father’s number and switched it to speaker, his heart racing. The first call went unanswered, the ringing echoing through the quiet room. He immediately dialed again, and after a few seconds, Rainard’s deep voice came through the line.
“Yes, Casaio p>
“Good morning, Dad. I’ve some good news to share with you,” Casaio said, his voice brimming with excitement.
“What is it?” Rainard asked, shifting in his seat. He gestured for the servant to stop pouring his tea, sensing the importance in his son’s tone.
“Dad, Zilia is expecting. She’s pregnant,” Casaio revealed.
“What? Congratulations to both of you!” Rainard exclaimed, a rare, booming joy filling his voice. “Where’s Zilia? Put her on the call.” He immediately switched his own phone to speaker and looked across the table. “Mabel, Zilia is expecting a pup p>
Mabel froze, her tea cup halfway to her lips, before she exclaimed in joy, “I have become a grandmother again p>
“Zilia, how do you feel? There’s no discomfort, right?” she asked quickly, her voice full of motherly concern.
“No, there’s none. Only nausea has hit me, Mother,” Zilia replied from the other side.
“For the first two months, you need to bear with that,” Mabel stated warmly. “You’ve given us such wonderful news, dear. My blessings are with you and the life growing inside you p>
Casaio gazed at Zilia, who was visibly overwhelmed. As her tears began to fall, he placed his hand on the back of her head, tilting his own to press a tender kiss against her forehead.
“Mom, Dad, I’ll hang up now,” Casaio said, wanting to focus entirely on his wife.
“Okay. Be careful,” Mabel told them, her voice lingering with happiness.
Casaio bade them goodbye and hung up. Zilia took a shaky breath and wiped the tears from her eyes.
“Hey, why are you crying? It’s a good news,” Casaio said, cupping her face and making her look at him.
Her lips quivered slightly. “I’m just happy, Cas.” She reached her hands behind his neck and hugged him tightly. His warm hands rested on her back, drawing her close.
After a few moments, when she turned steady, she decided to share the news with Idris as well. “We must tell my brother too,” Zilia stated.
“Of course!” Casaio already dialed his number while his fingers kept caressing her hair.
However, the call wasn’t answered. “I think Idris is already in his classes. How about I drop him a message telling him to call either you or me once he gets free?” Casaio suggested.
She agreed immediately. Casaio left the same message for Idris before lowering the phone to his side. “Go and get the shower. You need to have all your meals at the right time. Also, I think we need to go back. You need to get checked with the best gynecologist,” he asserted.
“Sure.” She leaned forward and kissed him. Leaving the bed, she headed to the washroom while Casaio decided to call the hotel staff to ask about the breakfast.
Once he finished that, he closed his eyes and joined his hands in prayer.
Noah was lying with his chubby cheek pressed against Gabriel’s stomach, sleeping peacefully. Even Gabriel was in a deep sleep, his hand resting protectively over Noah’s tiny back.
When Amelie emerged from the washroom, the sight made her heart flutter. She lowered the towel from her hair and sat on the edge of the bed, right next to Gabriel. She gently caressed his disheveled hair, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched the two most important people in her life.
Amelie withdrew quietly, leaving the sleeping pair behind as she stepped out into the palace hallway to begin her morning. She hadn’t gone far when she saw her maid, Ashna, hurrying toward her with a look of pure excitement.
“Ashna, why are you running?” Amelie asked in bewilderment.
“My lady, Princess Zilia is pregnant!” Ashna revealed, breathless.
“Oh my god! Really?” Amelie’s eyes widened in delight.
“Yes. Prince Casaio informed his parents earlier,” Ashna answered.
“Where’s my phone?” Amelie murmured, turning back into the room. She snatched it from the nightstand and stepped back out immediately to avoid waking Gabriel and Noah. She dialed Zilia’s number, her heart racing with joy.
“Zilia, congratulations! I heard the news just now! Please forward my wishes to Brother Casaio as well,” Amelie pronounced, her gaze meeting Ashna’s as they shared the excitement.
“Thank you, Amelie,” Zilia’s voice came through, sounding soft and happy.
“Gabriel is sleeping at the moment. I’ll tell him to call you both once he wakes up,” Amelie said.
“Sure p>
“Are you two returning to the palace? Did you go through a checkup p>
“Not yet. I will do it once I reach the palace,” Zilia answered.
“Okay. Be careful and don’t carry anything heavy. Don’t push yourself and don’t take any stress. How many weeks is it p>
“Three,” Zilia replied. “And I’ll take care of those things. Cas is already making me eat only healthy,” she added with a light laugh. “It feels so strange. I didn’t know such a feeling existed, Amelie. I’m just thankful to the Moon Goddess p>
“Indeed, embracing motherhood is the most beautiful thing in the world,” Amelie said warmly. “I’ll hang up then; you must want to rest. Take care, and I’m eagerly waiting for your and Brother Casaio’s return p>
“Hmm. Thanks once again,” Zilia said before the call disconnected. Amelie tucked her phone away, a radiant smile on her face as she looked at Ashna.
“This year has been the best one for the royal family. One good news after the other,” Ashna said.
Amelie nodded in agreement. At the moment, her phone rang and she saw it was from her mother.