With a little searching, they had found Wei Caihong in the brewery with a bottle of mead. He didn't look drunk, but he was talking Bjorn's ear off about how he was going to become a woman soon. He looked ready to cry, and he was leaning on Azazel's shoulder, who gave his back a few pats.
"Well? It can be reversed. Let us see, on average, it takes a couple of tries for someone to get pregnant. But we are talking about Nikola. So, you will probably be a woman without being pregnant for two months," Wei Caihong raised his eyebrow at that.
"He is my grandfather, Wei Caihong," Bjorn said as he pushed the other bottles of mead away from Wei Caihong. "His seed can't be as potent as it used to, after a thousand years. And he told me stories about how Grandma Maria took two years to get pregnant with their first child. Granted, she was fourteen when they started trying…"
"Two years?" Wei Caihong wailed. He raised the bottle to his lips and took a couple of sips.
