“Congratulations.
Young Master Karl is pregnant.”
“What?”
“Really?”
“I’m certain.
It’s almost a month.”
“Oh, this is good news.
This is really good news.”
The servants hugged each other.
Happiness showed on their faces as they danced around the large room.
Even the physicians had big smiles on their faces.
Pregnancy?
It might not be a big deal in other households, but in this current one?
They all knew how important it was.
The entire Salibion understood the importance of this.
Karl’s lips twitched.
He watched as the physicians and servants danced around in the room.
“They’ve gone crazy.”
Why else would they announce nonsense and then dance around like some bunch of clowns?
He’d seen many entertainers on the charity aunts’ phones, but he wasn’t interested in seeing one at the expense of his own health.
He had just thrown up all the precious food he ate, and instead of treatment, he was being made fun of.
It couldn’t be more annoying.
“Hey!” He waved his hands, attracting their attention.
“Can you skip the fun for later?
Diagnose me first so I can eat properly.”
Nothing beats good food.
“Right.
Young Master hasn’t eaten anything good today.
We should prepare a feast for celebration.” One of the servants suggested.
Rai stepped forward, beaming brightly.
“Young Master, do you want me to call the Master?
He should be very happy to hear the news.”
Master?
Karl raised a brow.
“My father?”
“No, I’m talking about His Grace, Varek.”
Varek…
Karl suddenly felt his heart racing rapidly.
His head throbbed, and he abruptly closed his eyes.
Varek Dawnspire.
Karl held his head as fragmented memories rushed into his head___ A marriage.
An arranged marriage to a…
man.
Varek Dawnspire.
The Sovereign of Salibion.
“Fuck!” Karl’s eyes opened abruptly.
He quickly grabbed his ass, staring at Rai with disbelief in his eyes.
“You mean I married a man?!”
The room turned silent.
Everyone looked at Karl with confusion in their eyes.
But Karl was even more confused.
Though he hadn’t learned much about sexual orientation in the charity home, he’d seen many residents getting married and birthing children.
None of them ever married a man.
“Is he the owner of this place?”
“Yes.
His Grace owns this place and a lot more places.”
Rai hid the confusion in his eyes and chuckled.
“Young Master, are you that happy to birth the heir of His Grace?”
“You are finally a step closer to winning his heart.
Congratulations, Young Master.”
The servants and the physicians all knelt.
“Congratulations, Young Master.”
Karl’s expression turned weary.
‘The one who loved your Master is the original host, not me!’
But who would believe him?
Karl sighed wearily.
Fortunately, it seemed the Master in his memory didn’t really love Karl Dawnspire.
Their marriage was one of convenience, and he had always respected Karl’s boundaries.
“That’s good.”
‘I can just divorce him when he returns.’
Karl’s eyes darted around the house.
From the visually appealing bed to the various chests placed around the room.
Then, he remembered the meals he had eaten earlier.
The sweet meat…
He involuntarily swallowed.
‘I’ll divorce him after earning some money.’
Karl made up his mind.
Seeing that the servants and physicians were still on their knees, Karl waved his hand.
“Stand up.”
It felt uncomfortable having so many people kneel before him.
But after getting some of the memories of the original host, he knew it was normal.
It all seemed to start after the marriage.
Varek Dawnspire must be really powerful.
Karl sat down and looked at the happy physicians.
“Now, can you check on me again?
Or is it alright to eat now?”
He was hungry.
After throwing everything up, he really was hungry.
The physicians nodded.
“Yes, Young Master.
You can eat after taking the medicine we prescribe.
You only have to be careful of these meals.”
The older physician stepped forward with a yellow paper.
Rai took the paper from him.
He handed it to Karl.
“Young Master.”
Karl took the paper and read through it briefly.
Even though he had never gone to a normal school, the charity base had tried to impart some knowledge to everyone in the slum.
Also, the original host seemed really intelligent.
However, none of the meals in the paper rang a bell in Karl’s mind.
He had never eaten anything of them in his life…
perhaps the original host had.
But that wasn’t him.
“Okay.” He nonchalantly returned the paper.
“Get me something to eat then.”
Rai smiled faintly.
“Alright.
I’ll get the medicine for Young Master first and then serve the dishes.”
Karl’s lips pursed.
He didn’t want medicine.
“Okay.” But he needed medicine to be able to eat.
Rai’s smile deepened.
He looked really excited.
“You two, come with me to serve Young Master his medicine.” His voice was urgent.
Without waiting for another word from Karl, he ran out of the room with the two servants behind him.
Karl felt like something was wrong.
The physicians stood by the side.
None of them seemed ready to leave.
Karl ignored them.
He only wanted to eat.
They could watch if they wanted.
Enough servants were in the room already anyway.
The door suddenly opened abruptly.
Rai rushed in.
Karl was surprised.
Were they done cooking that quickly?
“Young Master, His Grace had returned!”
Rai announced.
His voice was almost incoherent.
Karl frowned.
“Yes?” What was he supposed to do with the information?
Rai’s step faltered.
He quickly steadied himself.
“Young Master, won’t you welcome him?”
“You always…” He paused.
“Oh, right.” Karl stood up.
Rai was right.
He should welcome the owner of the house.
The one who owned all the meals he had eaten and would eat in the near future.
“Let’s go to him.”
Rai’s face brightened.
“I know Young Master will never ignore the presence of Master!”
“Yeah, right.” He really wouldn’t do that, as it would make him look ungrateful.
Varek Dawnspire had given him so much.
Good food, extremely comfortable shelter, clothing, and even many people respected him.
For Karl, who had been used to being looked down on for most of his life, this was an abrupt change that nothing could compare to.
He really had to see and thank his benefactor.
“Let’s go to him.” He repeated.
But Rai didn’t move forward.
Instead, he took a step back and stood behind Karl.
He went on his knees.
The rest of the servants and the physicians also went on their knees.
Karl couldn’t be more confused.
The door opened, attracting his attention.
A man walked in.
Tall.
Taller than anyone Karl had ever seen in his life.
Black robes covered the man’s lean and powerful figure.
Karl slowly raised his head, and he froze.
The man…
He was weird.
Karl couldn’t blink.
He stared on, unable to look away.
Deep blue eyes.
Long and thick eyelashes.
Sharp chin.
Thin lips.
Long silver hair.
He looked nothing like those handsome celebrities.
No, Karl couldn’t compare them.
He had never seen anyone look this way.
Strange.
Strangely good-looking.
He looked like he was existing and yet non-existent at the same time.
He looked ethereal…
like he shouldn’t have existed.
At least, in the world Karl used to know.
This kind of man…
shouldn’t have existed.
Something inside Karl stirred, drawing him closer to the man.
He involuntarily took a step forward.
“Husband.” The word came out faster than he could comprehend.
Yet, Karl didn’t want to take it back.
Instead, it sounded so good.
“Husband.” He repeated.
The man finally moved.
He approached Karl.
“I’m here.”
His voice was low.
The voice was…
Karl suddenly smiled.
Not only was the man strangely beautiful…
no, handsome.
He was also powerful.
Yes, that was the first thing Karl noticed after he snapped out of his daze.
Varek Dawnspire looked really powerful.
He was so powerful that Karl involuntarily imagined him dealing with the bullies at the charity base effortlessly.
Someone like this…
Karl admittedly admired him.
‘My benefactor is so good.’ He thought inwardly, and his smile widened.
Varek Dawnspire looked at the physicians who immediately lowered their heads even further.
“How is he?”
The older physician moved his knees slightly.
“His Grace, Congratulations.
The Young Master is pregnant.”
“It’s almost a month.”
Karl’s cheeks immediately reddened.
‘Damn it!’
He looked at the physician with anger in his eyes.
Why was the old man so insistent on embarrassing him?
He even said such a thing in Varek’s presence!
“He’s pregnant?”
Varek’s pleasant voice rang in Karl’s ears.
He raised his head to look at the tall man and blinked.
Varek wouldn’t believe them, right?
“Yes, sir.
We’ve written the list of the things to avoid for the first year of the pregnancy.
It’s with Sir Rai.”
Rai stood up and stepped forward.
He handed over a book to Varek.
Varek took the book, opened it for a few seconds, and closed it.
His fingers tightened slightly around the book.
“Okay.
You’re all dismissed.”
The servants and physicians filed out of the room.
Karl looked at Varek, who still held the book, and forced out a small smile.
“You don’t believe it, do you?”