PYRO’S POV

“Pyro!” Fira was shouting so loud as she was holding my hand. I averted my look. I could see how painful she was dealing with it.

Our second child was now going out. Fira was struggling so much. It felt like I was gradually killing inside. I waited for a long time to finally see my son.

Damn. It’s a Prince!

I gazed at Fira. She was bathing in sweat. Her face was pale in color. Her hands were shaking. “Did you… see it, Dearest?” Even if she was so tired. She asked me that question.

“Yeah.” I slightly nodded my head. “He’s so… adorable.” I did not...