Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner
Chapter 314 – Meeting a Child and Preparing to Meet a Queen

"Did Asariel give birth to a boy?" I ask. I didn't need a reminder that someone else has one of my kids, goddess. Is it Fertility that does this notification?

"No, your Highness," Calli says. "Did someone give birth to a boy?"

"Yes," I say. "What fun."

"I'll ask Aurora to find the child. It may take a few weeks or months," Callie says. "Sorry, we can't work faster, Your Highness. The Mother doesn't have to report him for a while to make it easier for commoners to follow the law. Sorry."

"It's fine. I know plenty of women have children with me, and I can't just take my kids from the Mother."

"Well, shall we meet the child you can raise, your Highness?" Calli asks.

"That is all we can do," I say.

Calli waddles through the extravagant halls and up the stairs. I helped Calli up the stairs. I should get her into my bed tonight with Yuki so I can play with their tails.

But that is after this long and terrible day finishes. I'll have to find some way to kill that Edeozia Queen, even if she's my wife. She's the reason Esiyae raped me. The Queen definitely did a number on Esiyae's mental, and that should be enough to blame her. I doubt I can truly trust her.

Azula De Vil seems to be a good puppet, if I can learn how to pull strings. If I can get Elora to be the Queen of the Queendom, I can give Azula a territory to rule over, and that would placate her desire for power. Elora is at the point where she'll do just about anything to get my approval, and Azula will have a collar around her neck.

Of course, that is after the war, if I make it.

"Hello, your Highness," Asariel says, groveling at my feet. Osanna isn't in the room: just a small crib and a bed to decorate the room. "I'm sorry for failing you. I didn't know. I loved how my Mistress treated me, and I let that blind me to your wants. It was my job to keep her in line, and I failed. I'm sorry for the pain I caused you."

"Glad you learned," I say. Sarania told me to ignore her. "I'm guessing the child is sleeping?"

"Yes."

"Sorry, little one, but Daddy wants to hold you for a few moments," I whisper, moving to the crib. Inside is a little brown dragon. My genes win again. "You look like grandma." I really shouldn't disturb my cute little newborn, but I really want to hold her.

Move slowly, Alzi.

Well, that turns out to be useless as my baby starts crying. "Has she eaten recently?"

"She's most likely hungry," Asariel says.

"Well, that won't do now, will it, baby. No," I say. I pick her up and bring her to my breasts; Calli helps it out of the robe. She latches without a worry. "Daddy won't let you go hungry. Asariel, are you producing milk?"

"Yes."

"Does she have a name?"

"No. I've heard you've already given your children a name. I'm fine giving her one if you wish, but I thought you may want to name her."

"You can name her."

"Thank you," Asariel says. "I will need a few days to come up with one."

"Fine," I say, turning around to find Asariel still on the floor. You can count on the submissive to be dedicated. "Who is your Mistress?"

"I love Osanna," Asariel says. "I love her. She'll always be my Mistress. Please don't try taking that from me."

Taking away her lover would be a bit much. Osanna tortured me, but she didn't keep me from marrying Mother. "I'm your Mistress," I say. "Your family is mine. If I tell Osanna to do something, she'll have to do it. If I tell you to do something, you do it. Between that, Osanna can have control."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Mistress," Asariel says. "We'll work hard to fix the damage we've done. I'm pregnant, Mistress. Twins is what Kelly said. Thank you for the blessing of more children, Mistress."

"Good. Take care of our children well."

"Of course."

"Calli, do you know if our child is a dragon as well?" I ask.

"Yes, your Highness," Calli says. "Our child is a dragon. She has more control over my mana than I do now. I don't use it much, so it isn't a big deal, but it is strange having it get pulled around."

"I guess this explains why the dragons are mad at me," I say. "I doubt they're happy so many dragons with mana aren't under their control."

Nobody responds, not that there is much to say. Asariel just grovels by the door as our greedy child feeds from my breasts. Calli rubs her belly with a strange smile.

"I don't mean to blame you for it, Calli. That would be the nobles that had their way with me in the brothel, really."

"I know, your Highness, but it still feels weird that they care about a silly maid's child."

"I thought it was strange that everyone cared about a slave. Nobles think weird things when it could get them power." My cute baby releases my nipple. Full for now. "Asariel, take over. I have more stupid nobles to deal with today."

"Yes… my Mistress," Asariel says.

I kiss my baby and walk out. I'm going to have too many kids to spend time with them all. How do I handle all the kids?

Maybe I can figure out how to split into multiple bodies or something. That would be weird and may just lead to more kids. Making me split my bodies more and starting everything over again till the world is just me and pregnant women.

Back down to my room I go. Hardly a moment for myself.

"Hello, your Highness," Shyla says. "How does this look?"

"Is that dress going to be see-through?" I ask.

"No," Shyla says. "I would never make you naked without you asking for it. No, your skin won't be seen under the clothing."

I can't see the wall behind the dress, so I guess that is true. I was expecting more silver and less… clear? I don't know what that color is. White, but not. It looks like the ice they give me in the fancy glasses.

"How do you have a dress that looks that much like clear ice?" I ask.

"I'm good, aren't I, your Highness?" Shyla says with a big smile. She really is trying for that concubine spot. "Shall we get you ready? We still need to make sure you like Esiyae's and Azula De Vil's clothing."

"Yes."

Shyla strips me with a snap of her fingers and then the dress. Like normal, the dress shows me ready for a night in a brothel. All the cleavage my tits can give, hugging every inch of my beautiful body. Shoulders out for the world to admire. A slit in the left leg so the dress can even wrap around my legs. Then the heels, ten inches to make sure all are shorter than me.

Shyla stuck with the water theme for the jewelry—a pearl necklace and bracelet, and diamond studs for my earrings. We don't have time to do my hair up. I do have a lot of it—just a high ponytail to capture it all.

"What do you think?" Shyla asks, pulling out a set of mirrors so I can see myself at every angle.

"Well done, Shyla," I say. "It feels good to put my hair up. Do we need to get going now? Are my Mother and lovers going to be at the meeting?"

"If you wish, Your Highness. The Queen would like to limit the members. Sarania, Elora, Shimmer, Geta, and Aurora are going to be there. I would suggest that Yuki come, and if Nanoka is willing, that would be a good idea. Your Mother would be good for support. Unless you really want them. This is supposed to be your meeting."

I guess that is quite the crowd already. "Have they all gathered somewhere?"

"There is a waiting room Aurora has set up for your lovers to go to once she is done with them. I have gotten them all a dress to wear, and I'll look over them before we leave to make sure they fit properly."

"Then go help Aurora get them dressed. Calli, do you know the place?" I ask.

"Sorry, I do not, Your Highness."

"Annoris knows. I know you don't like her, but she is waiting outside the door for you, Your Highness," Shyla says.

"Fine," I say. I guess I have to give the stupid dryad a chance. I gave Shyla an opportunity for some reason. Outside, the pregnant dryad is waiting. Shyla and Calli go their own way while the dryad just stares with a smile.

"Shall we go, Your Highness?" Annoris says.

"Yes."

"Sorry for not doing much," Annoris says, walking towards the stairs. "I was doing things out of sight. Just busy cleaning, my main strength. I've heard you aren't happy with how much I appear to do, and I'm sorry. I'm not happy with that either, and I'm hoping to work more where you can see it."

"Are you better at cleaning beds?" I ask. "Or changing diapers or something? It honestly seems like you should be the head maid of the house, not to a lady."

"I am good at cleaning most things. Dresses, not so much. But yes to the rest. That was my hope. Not a great job, but an important one, and I'm happy to help the children."

"I guess I can give you a chance," I say. "Do we need maids to take over for your work? I need to worry about money now, don't I?"

"Elora or Isda should be handling that if they haven't told you to do it. But you should look into it to make sure everything is fine and understand what is going on."

"I should. But I'm sure most of it will go over my head," I say.

"Sarania and Yuki should be able to help you understand it. Aurora can help you learn the math needed to handle it," Annoris says, opening a room near the front of the manor.

Inside is just Mai in a beautiful black dress, showing off her gorgeous baby bump. She comes running to hug me. Well, I think she wanted to run, but heels and pregnancy are a bitch to move in.

"I'm like a kid next to you with those damn heels," Mai says.

"Yes, my cute little kitty," I say, scratching behind her ears.

"I have a mean bite if you treat me like your kid. I'm even making us a kid!" Mai says, showing off her sharp teeth.

"You like it. I can tell you're holding back your purr. Your tail is working hard behind you."

"Shut up."

"Few more minutes and I'll let you feed off me tonight."

"Do it as long as you wish, my rainbow. I'm happy we're here together, free at last."

"Me too. I just hope this war doesn't take it all from us."