Lucien felt his heart leap from his chest, his mind swirling in confusion. "How? I mean... Why? No, that's wrong, I mean—" He stumbled over his words, panic clear in his voice.
Before he could continue, Brigantiea placed a finger on his lips. "It's not a big deal, stop panicking like that," she said calmly.
"What do you mean, 'not a big deal'?! You're pregnant with our child! It's... I..." Lucien's thoughts were a jumbled mess.
His mind raced with concerns about the future, about bringing a child into his village that was still unstable economically and in many other ways.
And how could he be a father at just 22? He was too young!
"I can abort it if you want to, but it would be a shame since dragon eggs are really precious," Brigantiea suggested, her tone practical.
