"Nghnnn~~ y-yeah," Evelyn nodded, her face flushed as her eyes darted between Ethan and Alice.
The blonde beauty wasn't at all happy that she couldn't accompany her husband on this military campaign, but what could she do?
She was pregnant.
The child in her womb was being nourished perfectly thanks to the fruits of the Tree of Life, and she remained under the constant care of Arwen, who cast various life-nourishing spells upon her whenever possible.
That was her focus at the moment: bearing a child worthy of being Ethan's heir.
Of course, she still worried about her husband's safety, but he had Amelia by his side.
Ethan had asked Amelia to intervene only in extreme cases, but the woman was so overprotective of her son that she would act at the slightest sign of danger.
Evelyn rose from Ethan's lap, and he stood up shortly afterward, leaning over Alice and stealing a lingering kiss from his wife's lips.
