Whatever they look like, boy or girl… What matters most is that both little ones are safe and sound. There's no better outcome in this world than that.
The midwives took the babies for the routine newborn checks. Lucas Walker came back over and carefully lifted Ivana Bennett from the Delivery Room.
"Ivana, I love you all."
"I love you all, too."
She leaned her tired face against his chest and smiled in response.
No longer 'you,' but 'you all.'
Because now, they weren't just a couple, they were father and mother, a family.
Bending down to gently kiss her face, Lucas Walker held her as he walked out of the Delivery Room and back into the ward.
In the ward, the Duchess, Lisa, the old King, the Butler, Mary, and others were all present.
When they saw Lucas Walker carrying Ivana Bennett out, everyone immediately made room for him to lay her on the hospital bed.
"Ivana… Are you alright?"
The Duchess came over, concerned, holding her face.
