Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 113

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Asahd’s POV:

“I have to start buying baby clothes.” my mother said happily, walking about her chamber and looking for her phone.

“You have nine months for that.” I mused, laughing a little.

“Eight.” she corrected and raised a brow at me. I laughed, knowing perfectly well that the issue of Saïda and I was going to be brought up again,

“When exactly did you lure that child.”

I laughed and clapped.

“Child? Mom, she’s twenty.” I mused.

“Whatever, she’s as precious as a child. And you lured her into doing something she otherwise wouldn’t have done.” she shook her head in disbelief and amusement.

“Lured her? That word makes me feel like a predator or something,” I laughed, “You and father, always blame me first.”

“When it comes to issues with women, yes. I still find it hard to believe that Saïda gave in. She’s so straightforward. How did you convince her?”

“I didn’t. Well–” I laughed a little.

“Guilty. Shut up.” she scoffed and I laughed again.

“I didn’t convince her, literally... I think. I was very patient with Saïda. More than with anyone else. I was never going to force her, and I never will, when she doesn’t want it.”

“So you mean she came to you and asked you to make love to her? Pff! Nonsense. You can’t fool me.” she rolled her eyes and my mouth dropped wide open in amusement.

’She did! Yes, it was my fault, but she still did!′

“So I’m automatically the bad guy?” I asked with wide eyes.

“Yes. You seduced her. Admit it. You seduced her until she grew out of love for Noure. She used to really love him.”

“I did. And I don’t think I’ll ever be sorry. Destiny decided otherwise for her future.”

My mother laughed out.

“No, you did, Asahd!” she laughed, “I’m tired of you, Asahd. You are so stubborn. But I’m happy you’re serious for once. Happily settled, in love and a future parent. I honestly thought you would end up being forced to marry some noble’s daughter because of the customs.”

“I know right.”

I watched her continue to look for her phone. Suddenly, she turned to me.

“Let me guess,” she started.

“What?”

“The day you admitted loving Saïda, to me, you had already slept with her.”

I chuckled.

“What makes you think so?”

“You looked particularly happy that morning. It was the night before, wasn’t it? That particular stormy night, when all noises were covered by the heavy rain.” she folded her arms and smiled knowingly.

My mouth dropped again and I laughed, clapping.

“Yalah!”

“Don’t even try to lie. I’m convinced of my own opinion which I know is true.” she said proudly.

“How do you do that?” I laughed, “Is it written all over my face? It’s scary that I really cannot lie or hide anything from you. You know me way to well.”

She laughed.

“I gave birth to you. I made you and raised you. Of course I know you like my fingertips.” she chuckled and finally found her phone, “Here you are.”

“It’s funny how father doesn’t decrypt me as good as you do.”

“I’m unbeatable.” she joked and I laughed.

She came to me and held my face. I smiled at her.

“I’m very happy for you, my dear. And happy that you are finally a man.”

“I wasn’t a man before?” I joked with a laugh.

“No, you were not.” she mused, “You were a boy. A careless and very stubborn boy.”

My mouth twisted in amusement.

“You sure I’ve changed?” I laughed.

“Well, a little.” she laughed out, “The fact that you abandoned the nastiest habits you used to have like being disrespectful, rude, egocentric and many more, now make you a man. The fact that you love unconditionally and is happily settled and responsible, makes you a man. And I’m happy.”

I smiled and kissed her forehead.

“I love you, mother.”

“I love you too, my dear. God bless you.”

“Amin.”

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Writer’s POV:

And so the news spread like wildfire. The princess was already pregnant. The palace received a lot of calls and as from the next day, a lot of people came visiting with gifts for the future mother and even for the unborn child. Everyone congratulated the royal couple. Not only were they newly wedded, they were already future parents. Double blessings indeed

Everyone was happy, the royal family most especially.

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Time flew by and the princess was left with one more month.

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Saïda’s POV:

I smiled at my reflection. I was in our dressing room and admiring my round tummy in the glass.

Just then, Asahd who’d just left the shower, joined me.

“One more month.” he said with a smile, coming to kiss me.

“I know right. I’m all excited, yet a little nervous about giving birth.”

“Don’t be.” he smiled and bent over to kiss my baby bum, “I’ll be with you, all the way.”

I smiled and he stood straight, pecking me.

“I love you, Asahd.”

“I love you too. And our little baby.” he put a hand on my tummy.

Asahd and I had refused to go to the hospital and discover the baby’s gender. We wanted it to be a surprise. We’d already chosen names just in case, both for either a boy or girl.

“I can’t wait.” I finally said, hugging him.

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Asahd’s POV:

Saïda and I were in our room one afternoon. She lay on the bed and I sat at the end, massaging her feet. The poor darling’s feet were swollen. Her tummy was even more big now and her mood swings were still on the loose.

“The month’s ending,” I started, massaging her feet, “We’ll be welcoming our little Usaïd anytime from now.”

“I’m very happy about it.” she replied and smiled. She was so pretty and my heart skipped a beat.

“Pregnancy sure agrees with you.” I smiled at her.

“I know right. I was afraid that with time I was going to look like bees had stung my face or so.” she joked and we laughed.

“The only person that would’ve been bothered about that, would’ve been you. It would’ve never bothered me.”

She blushed and smiled at me, I smiled back. I continued to massage her feet, when,

“Oh!” she gasped, holding her tummy.

“What? Contractions?” I asked, worried.

“AH!” she screamed and frowned, starting to breathe hard, “Asahd! I think–”

She gasped and open her eyes wide.

“Right now??” I stood immediately.

“Yes! Yalah!” she cried and gasped.

“Guards! Guards!” I called and the two rushed in, “Get my mother! Tell her to call the midwives. Now!”

They rushed out and I turned to my wife, sitting close to her and holding her hand. She was crying now and clearly in pain.

“Breathe, darling. Breathe.”