I swear smut takes like 3000 words to write literally. This chapter is so fucking long.

I was supposed to update on Harry's birthday but it took me too long lol! BUT I found out that Harry and Nisrina (the girl who plays Reina, in the pic above) have the same birthday like rip me. But he's like 24 and she's 19 LMAO

Idk if I mentioned this but Harry and Reina are both 20 in this fanfic (;

also pls read the A/N at the end ty babies

Enjoy the smut ya filthy animals and excuse the errors x

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   "Look at me while you do that."

Harry's raspy, breathless voice demanded Reina's gaze. Her hazy, captivating emerald eyes lifted to meet his as she dragged her hot tongue up the shaft of his cock, before reaching the head and engulfing it, plump lips wrapped firmly around the tip. Reina was glad that she didn't have to hold back with pleasing him anymore, since he knew that she has had experience. However, Harry was itching to be rough with her because of the experience she has had with giving head. He still couldn't accept that she became skilled from doing this to another, before him.

Reina's hand twisted while her tongue swirled, while Harry's body flooded with pleasure. It had only been a minute or so and Harry was already panting, chest lifting and falling heavily as her pink lips would curl and face contort every time her tongue touched his slit. Her movements were tortuously slow, and she'd tease him with his mouth, depriving him of it and using her hand and fingers while smirking at him sultrily.

"Fuck please, take it in again," Harry grunted deeply, his words making Reina's lips curve into a pleased smile.

"Mhmm I need to do this often," Reina murmured lowly, making Harry's brows lower. "Hearing you beg is simply divine."

"Reina," he muttered in response, her name coming out in a small whine that made her grin now.

Reina complied, dipping her head and taking him into her mouth again. She bobbed her head and hollowed her cheeks, fist pumping him at the base while she took medium pull-ups. Harry dropped his head back against the pillow, eyes screwing shut with his face tensing, lower lip hanging. His ring-clad fingers wove into the dark waves of her hair, pushing the strands back and clutching them when she took him deep into her throat. Reina's other hand left Harry's thigh, which she was gripping, and moved to palm his balls, rolling them in her hand.

"Fuck," Harry cursed heavily under his breath, tightening his grip on her hair and bucking his hips, cock shoving further into her mouth. "Take it all," he growled lowly.

Reina let his côck slip from her lips to take a breath, hand stroking his glistening length as she licked her lips and locked gazes with him. Harry felt his cock twitch in her hands when he looked at her. It was a sight he could never get over. Just seeing his gorgeous wife lying between his legs, hands and mouth full of his cock, pleasing him. He had forgotten about his dislike for the fact that she was experienced now that he had experienced her mouth and hands without anything holding her back.

"I wanna fuck your mouth, love," Harry grunted roughly, making her sit up in response.

"How bad?" Reina murmured in response, sitting back against her calves with her hand wrapped around his length.

"You'll see once you take my cock into that pretty mouth of yours."

Harry followed his words by moving so that he was kneeling on the bed in front of her. Reina wiped her damp hands against her nightdress, knowing that it was gonna come off at some point anyways, while she licked her lips, ready for some deep-throating. Harry cupped her cheek; thumb stroking the apple of it while she slipped her hands up his bare thighs, lips puckering against the head of his cock. His hand left her cheek to grasp his côck, resting the tip on her thick lower lip. Her gaze flickered up to meet his, eyes big, silvery and innocent but at the same time sensual. He wanted them to water while aggressively fucking her mouth, or screwed up shut in ecstasy while eating her out or fucking her pussy.

"Shit," he groaned out, watching her open her mouth for her tongue to slip out and lick the tip. She turned her head and ran her lips along the shaft, opening her mouth again to let it slip in.

Harry watched as the head of his cock poked the inside of her cheek, before sliding further into her mouth and hitting the back of her throat. Reina held his hips as she closed her eyes and inhaled through her nose, relaxing her throat so that she could take all of him in. Harry pulled his hips back before sharply thrusting into her mouth again, hands scrunching up and clutching her raven locks at the top of her head as he moved his hips. Her fingertips dug into the skin of his thighs, gripping the backs of them firmly as he thrusted into her mouth continuously.

"So fucking gorgeous," Harry grunted as he stared down at her, hands gripping her hair to keep it from falling over her face. His eyes searched for hers, and he smirked at the way they watered. "So gorgeous with your pretty mouth full of my cock."

"Harry," Reina breathed softly when she pulled away for a breath of air, thighs clenching at his dirty words. "I want you to take me so hard, I'll remember it for weeks."

"Fuck, and how do you want me to take you, huh?" Harry questioned roughly with a heavy pant.

"On my knees with my cheek against the soft sheets and my ass held up high for you to take me, until my knees give away and I'm dripping down-"

"Stop," Harry hissed breathlessly. "I need to fuck you now before–"

"You release just by hearing my words?" Reina teased with a smile. She moved to kneel before him while he moved behind her, fingers gripping the fur cover on the bed, hips swaying a little.

Before she could continue to tease him more, her parted lips formed an 'O' with a gasp flying out when he grabbed her hips, and pushed into her sharply. Reina's eyes screwed shut as he pulled his hips back, cock slipping out of her sex until only his tip remained in, before slamming back in. Every breath in Reina's lungs was expelled by every thrust. Her ass was hitting back against his lower body with a loud smack as Harry increased his pace and roughness. Her arms gave away at one point when he hit her sweet spot, back arching and cheek dropping to the black, fur cover on the bed.

"Harry," Reina moaned heavily, biting her lip when his hands shifted to hold her ass, rings cold against her warm, thick flesh. She wanted him to spank her, but her moans kept pushing down her words.

"Moan my name again," Harry responded with a heavy grunt, growling when she didn't do what he said and spotted the corner of her lips turning up into a smirk. "Reina." He stopped his movements.

"I want you to moan my name," Reina snapped in response, pushing herself up onto her hands and whipped her gaze over her shoulder to gaze at him challengingly.

"Make me," Harry uttered in response, pale, jade eyes gazing at her in amusement.

Reina huffed and turned her gaze back to the front, and spread her legs further before she began moving her hips on her own accord. Harry's jaw slackened, lips parting to let out soft pants as his gaze stayed focused on the way Reina dragged her hips up and down his hard length. Her eyes fluttered shut as her teeth sunk into her lower lip, corners of her lips turning up into a victorious smile as she circled her hips and dropped them back on him, feeling his thick length slipping in and out deliciously. Reina teased him with soft moans and slow movements so that he could really get mesmerized and aroused by the way her wetness clung to his pink flesh.

"Reina," Harry found himself moaning out with his eyes half-open, lower lip hanging.

Reina flicked her gaze over her shoulder, smirking victoriously at the way Harry's face was contorted with pleasure. His long curls were ruffled, one lone dark lock hanging over his forehead that was creased due to his eyebrows lowering. His face just gave Reina pleasure and more confidence, making her move her hips faster. Harry licked his lips at the way her soft, thick ass was slamming against his body now. He grabbed a fistful of her flesh, squeezing it roughly before letting go to give it a sharp slap, encouraging her moans and movements.

"Fuck! Again," Reina found herself saying with a mix between a gasp and a moan. Harry smirked widely at her words, doing it again and gripping the stinging flesh until the skin turned red.

Harry wanted to take over. But before he grabbed her hips and started thrusting, he reached for a pillow nearby and kept it under Reina so that if her knees eventually give away, her body would be comfortable, especially her tummy. Reina noticed the action and thought it was sweet, turning her head to smile at him, which he returned with a grin and wink. The endearing moment faded away eventually when Harry started moving his hips again and got caught up with the pleasure, eventually causing Reina's knees to buckle after a series of hard thrusts.

Harry's left hand pressed against the mattress near her head while the other gripped her hip, hips grinding against her ass heavily, cock shifting against her warm walls in the most heavenly way. Reina's fingers gripped the edge of the fur cover, feeling every push of his cock inside of her set fire to her nerves, making her shake all over. She felt his chest hovering over her back, hips pressed firmly into her ass, hot breath fanning against the back of her neck. Her hand slid up against the nape of his neck, feeling his lips leaving a kiss by her ear every now and then.

"Reina, I can't," Harry panted by her ear, thighs pressing into the back of hers as he rocked his hips. "Shit I-I can't hold on, you feel so good."

Reina turned her head to the side, trying to reach for his lips, which she managed to kiss for a few seconds before Harry pulled away to groan deeply. He was so overwhelmed with the pleasure tonight, and just having her pleasing him and challenging him was just so arousing, he couldn't handle it. He slipped his arm under her, hand grasping her breast and giving it a squeeze while his lips kissed her neck. Reina slipped her fingers into his hair, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt her orgasm approaching.

"Harry, my love, I need to-"

Reina's words were interrupted when Harry pushed his hand down and rubbed his fingers against her clit, causing her to gasp. She didn't last long with his rapid finger movements and heavy thrusting, immediately releasing with a string of soft moans and whimpers tumbling from her lips. Her body gave away underneath him, thighs shaking and release dripping. Harry came quickly right after her, faster than either of them expected since he's always holding his orgasm in order to push her enough to have a second orgasm. His face was pressed against her neck, hips giving few sloppy thrusts before he released into her, letting out a heavy, throaty groan as well.

"Fuck," Harry panted breathlessly, as he remained there one top of her and still inside her. "That...was incredible."

A smile drawled on Reina's lips at his words, making her twist her head back as much as she could to kiss his face, managing to leave a kiss on the corner of his mouth. He grinned and kissed her back, before trailing his lips down until her shoulders. He pulled back and used his arms to push him up, pulling his côck out. He immediately became entranced by the way his release dripped out of her sex, dropping onto the cover of the bed. Harry sat back on his calves and licked his lips at the sight, noticing Reina gazing back at him when he started talking.

"Now this is my favorite sight ever," Harry grinned making Reina roll her eyes, hating how his mess was making a mess.

"I recall asking for you to have my face covered in your release, yet there it is dripping out of me instead," Reina pondered out loud, chin in her hand with her elbow leaning on the bed, eyes flicking up. "What happened, love? Did, my Prince come too fast-"

"Reina, next time I'll have every inch of your face, breasts, ass and cunt covered and filled up with my release, and you'll thank me for it."

"Don't be ridiculous you don't have enough to do that," Reina rolled her eyes,

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∙ One month later ∙

"Reina! Reina!"

Reina whipped her head back and halted her walking, stopping Harry as well since her arm was linked with his. Jaide came running up to her with a big grin on her face. Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes and put a fake smile on his face, trying not to show his dislike for how Jaide always dragged Reina away from him.

Nonetheless, he did appreciate how Jaide always kept Reina company and was a good friend to her. She'd been helping her with the pregnancy, along with Aella and Genevieve, because the nausea was getting worse by the week. Harry wasn't always around, much to his displeasure, because he wanted to be there for her as much as he could but his father kept dragging him away from Reina.

Now with the Messian threat gone, there was peace in Siremeth. On the day of the public execution of the Messians who murdered the innocent children, Harry gave a speech and made sure to mention Reina's efforts so that the people could see that Reina was a kind-hearted soul, and was nothing like the foreign Messians. Reina too was brave enough to stand in front of the people and give a speech about justice always being served for those who need.

The people have been a little more tolerant of her since then, they still shot her dirty looks and inched away whenever she'd visit the kingdom, but nothing as extreme as the uproar that occurred the first day Reina visited the city, happened. Reina had hope in getting at least a majority of the people to accept her, and she stayed positive and saw this as an improvement. Since it was now safe to leave the castle, she travelled with Harry at times to visit the commoners and provide them with whatever they needed. The King only allowed this to happen because he thought it'd be beneficial for their future reign, he didn't care that they did it out of the good of their hearts.

"The royal seamstress is done with our dresses for the King's birthday ball!" Jaide exclaimed excitedly. "Come! We must try them on!"

"Really? Oh let's go!" Reina responded with a bright grin, before she turned to Harry, noticing his grumpy frown. "Jaide, give me a moment, please. I'll meet you at your bedchamber, alright?"

"Of course!" Jaide nodded in response, before she ran off.

"Harry, why must you look so grumpy every time Jaide approaches us?" Reina pouted at him a little, making him pout back but harder.

"Because I want you to spend time with me and not her. We don't spend as much time in the mornings and afternoons," Harry murmured quietly, holding her hands as she stood in front of him.

"Oh I'm sorry, my love. I wish your father would stop stealing you from me all the time for those stupid council meetings," Reina sighed a little, pulling her hands out of his and wrapping her arms around his waist. "But you can come along with us, and shower me with compliments when I try on my dress, because you love me!"

"I do that to you every morning though," Harry spoke and pursed his lips, making her cup his cheeks and kissed him sweetly. "But it's alright, I shall come. I need to see what your dress looks like so that I can dress accordingly to the color scheme."

"Aw you want to match with me?" Reina grinned at him, making him avert his gaze, smiling sheepishly. "Why isn't that end-"

"Leave me alone!"

Harry quickly grabbed Reina and pulled her to the side when he heard loud yelling followed by a very agitated Gemma running off and disappearing around the corner of the hallway they were in. A guard was rushing after her, concerned about the Princess. Harry looked at Reina; slight confusion etching onto his face before he noticed Reina's extremely worried expression. Just before Reina could head off to see what's wrong since she had suspicions, two noble ladies approached her and Harry, laughing audibly and hideously. They moved towards Harry, since they didn't particularly like Reina. One of them grabbed Harry's arm, speaking to him with chuckles.

"Your sister had a little accident in the Ladies Chamber just a few moments ago," one of them laughed, looking at Harry with bright eyes, glinting with humor. "I suppose that's why she's been so crabby lately, it's her time of the month."

"Well...that's unfortunate," Harry couldn't help but snicker, making Reina smack his bicep angrily. He looked at Reina with a deep frown; she looked a bit more angry than usual about his habitual teasing with his sister.

"What's unfortunate is men don't suffer the way women do," Reina scoffed, unable to keep her mouth shut. She knew Harry didn't know about Gemma's miscarriage, but it was hard for her to be tolerant of his behavior towards her. She's been keeping her mouth shut for a month, while Harry rubbed the fact that him and Reina were expecting in Gemma's face, finding it humorous that Gemma still wasn't pregnant. "I'm going to see her."

"Who? Gemma?" Harry scrunched his face up.

"Yes, to see if she needs help."

"Why would you dirty your hands like that? Get the handmaids to do it," One of the noble ladies spoke up with a snort, making Reina's fiery gaze snap towards the two.

"Why are you still here? I can have your hands chopped off for speaking ill of the King's daughter and laughing at her accident," Reina snapped in response, tone dead serious. The noble ladies' smiles disappeared and so did they, hurrying away back to the Ladies Chamber.

Harry's brows lowered in confusion, watching the ladies rush away before he moved to look at Reina, but she was already walking off in the direction of Gemma's bedchamber. He followed her, way too curious about what was happening. His feet carried him quickly behind Reina who was jogging lightly through the stone bridge that connected the Styles Palace to the Gold Den, the sleeping quarters of the royals.

Reina heard the clinking of armor, and assumed that it was the guard whom was chasing after Gemma. She ran up to him as he banged on Gemma's bedchamber door, she quickly told him that it was a ladies matter and to let her deal with it. The guard listened and walked away, passing Harry who rushed up to Reina.

"Reina, what-"

"Gemma! It's Reina, may I come in?"

Harry tried speaking again, but Reina hushed him, waiting for Gemma's response. Gemma called out a few seconds later.

"Don't let Harry come in."

"Wait, Reina," Harry grabbed her arm as the door opened and Reina tried to go inside. "Tell me what's this all about, I know it's not the 'it's her time of the month' bullshit. I'm not stupid, something's wrong, isn't it?"

"Harry, I can't tell you," Reina whispered back firmly in response. "Just wait out here or go back to our bedchamber-"

"I will wait out here, and once you're done helping my sister I want you to tell me what exactly is going on so that I can help in whatever way I can," Harry snapped back firmly, a tight frown on his face.

Reina sighed heavily, before nodding just to satisfy him, and walking inside, closing the door behind her. She found Gemma coming out of the bathroom, now in different clothes, with the dress she was previously wearing in her hands. Her tense gaze met Reina's, and Reina walked over to her, sympathy flooding the greens of her eyes while Gemma's brown ones had panic swirling in them.

Reina was worried because throughout the past month, not once did Gemma approach her after that night Reina helped her. She worried immensely for Gemma, but Gemma was too proud to come to her for help or even just talk to her. Harry basking in Gemma's sadness after announcing that Reina was pregnant upset her greatly and she shut herself away from everybody. Yet no one really did notice except Reina.

"Are you still bleeding?" Reina asked quietly, fingers fiddling with each other as Gemma tossed her dirty dress into a basket for washing. "It should've stopped after two weeks or so right after the...incident."

"I think my time of the month is...off," Gemma said slowly, sitting down on the bed, biting her lower lip as she stared at her lap.

"You mean, like irregular?" Reina frowned deeply, sitting down next to her.

"Yes, no, I mean I dunno, I'm not sure with what's happening to my body," Gemma murmured quietly, again biting down on her lip because it was trembling. She was just sick and tired of everything that has been happening lately, she was always sore and in pain and she just wanted it to stop.

"Gemma, love, I think it'd be best if we got you to the family physician," Reina tried to say gently, touching her arm. Gemma's gaze turned fearful, looking at Reina with a shake of her head. "Don't be afraid, Gemma. I will come with you, and we can pay the physician to keep his mouth shut about the miscarriage. It'll all be alright."

"But the family physician is a snake, Reina," Gemma sighed harshly. "He will definitely tell mother and father.

"Gemma-"

"Reina, Gemma, I demand answers!" Harry suddenly interrupted Gemma's words, making Reina's eyes roll, tongue running over her teeth in irritation.

"Reina, I don't want him to know please," Gemma suddenly grabbed her hands, pleading eyes gazing at her. "He'll tell mother and father."

"He will do no such thing if I tell him not to," Reina told her in response. "He's not going to let this go unfortunately, I mean he's quite literally standing out there and waiting for me to go tell him what's going on-"

"He'll laugh at me," Gemma said sadly.

"He won't, he's not cruel like that," Reina said firmly. "He could help, the family physician listens to him. He took his book and paid him to keep his mouth shut. He kept his word."

"He is cruel, Reina. He takes pleasure in my suffering," Gemma pouted, making Reina shake her head.

"I promise you Gemma, he'll see differently once he knows what happ-"

"I will come in there!" they heard Harry say loudly, making Reina scowl deeply wondering why the fuck he wasn't giving them privacy at all.

"Fine, tell him."

"You sure?"

"Yes because now that I think of it, his taunting won't affect me that much. I am already in pain, and have grown inured to it," Gemma said a little bitterly, making Reina's eyebrows lower, before she nodded and stood up to go speak to Harry.

"You are being incredibly rude right now," she hissed at him lightly as soon as she exited the room.

"I don't care, I want to know what's wrong with Gemma. She's my sister I ought to know-"

"Your sister was going through a miscarriage about a month ago."

Harry's speaking halted when Reina interrupted him, eyebrows rising and lips parting. He saw how serious Reina was, and looked away, swallowing thickly. He found miscarriages extremely dreadful and wished it upon nobody. Harry didn't care for his sister as much, but hearing this new information made him a little sad. He suddenly felt guilty for all the taunting he had done this past month about her ability to not get pregnant.

"I never knew she was pregnant," Harry murmured lowly, looking at Reina whom had her arms folded over her chest.

"She didn't tell anyone. That night you were out fighting the Messians, I found her having her miscarriage and took care of her. She didn't want anyone to know about it, you in particular, which was why I didn't tell you," Reina informed him.

"That's why she hasn't mocked you for the past month," Harry whispered in realization. "It's because you were kind to her."

"Yes, well, it broke my heart when I found her all bloody and crying," Reina mumbled a little sadly. "Anyways, we need to take her to the family physician, she's bleeding and she's not supposed to be right now."

"Alright, then let's go now," Harry nodded in response.

"But you have to ask him to keep his mouth shut and not utter a word about this to the King and Queen," Reina told him firmly, making him frown.

"W-We should at least tell mother, she could help comfort Gemma," Harry mumbled, confusion etching onto his face. But Reina was unsure, and shook her head. "Let me talk to her-"

"Wait Harry, I don't know if she wants to-"

"Gemma," Harry called out a little loudly, quickly opening the door before Reina could stop him.

Gemma stood up with widened eyes, noticing Harry standing by the door. Her heart battered in her chest and she looked at Reina worriedly, who didn't know what to do because Harry was just being way too pushy at the moment. He couldn't really explain why he was behaving the way he did. One moment he was finding humor in Gemma's 'accident' and the next he wants to help her. He assumed that it was because this was the first time something seriously bad has happened to her, and he felt the responsibility as a sibling to help her. Perhaps it was Reina's strong family values that were rubbing off on him, he really didn't know but he was determined to do some good.

"Gemma, I want to talk about what happened to you, so that I can help in whatever way possible," Harry said to her as he walked around her bed to stand before her, making her swallow thickly. She was unsure so she looked to Reina whom spoke up immediately.

"I can stay while you two talk," Reina offered quietly, making Gemma nod quickly. She just wanted to give Harry what he wanted so that he could leave her alone.

"Why didn't you tell mother and father that you were pregnant?" Harry questioned harshly, before he saw her flinch and immediately apologized after. "Sorry."

"I dunno I was going to, soon, but I wanted to keep the news in for a little while," Gemma said slowly. "It was like, the only thing I had control of for the first time in ages."

"What are you talking about? You have control in your life-"

"I do not," Gemma suddenly snapped harshly. "I do not even have control over my own life. I was married off to Maeson–"

"So? I was married off to Reina," Harry waved at her, making Gemma sigh in exasperation. "It's our duty as a Prince and Princess."

"Yes but you found happiness and love in your marriage, I did not," Gemma told him. "Marriage was my only chance at happiness, after years of neglect from mother and father because you were always the golden child-"

"That is untrue!"

"Harry, let the woman finish!" Reina snapped out loud, shooting him a glare and making his cheeks flush in embarrassment.

"You know they love you more, it is true," Gemma whispered softly, locking gazes with Harry. "We used to be the best of friends when we were little. Why do you think we aren't like that anymore? Why do you think we fight every time we speak to each other?"

"Because you're bitter as fuck and you always want to make mine and the people I love lives' miserable," Harry answered sharply, making her gulp and avert her gaze, knowing that what he said was the truth.

"I-I am sorry for that, Harry, I truly am. I have no excuses for what I've done except that I know it's a result of being unloved and neglected for so long," Gemma murmured quietly. "I hate that you got married to someone like Reina whereas I got Maeson. I hate that Reina is so perfect and beautiful and kind, and I can never be like that. I hate that Jaide was my only friend until I realized that she used me to get to you and now she despises me and loves Reina. I just hate it all!"

Her last words came out as a screech, tears that were building up in her brown eyes finally spilling over the edge and streaming down her cheeks. She was known for being dramatic, and she didn't care that she painting herself as the victim in all of this. She simply couldn't help it, after being unhappy for so long and bottling up all her anger and sadness. She sat down on the bed, face in her hands, crying softly.

Reina bit her lip feeling her heart ache with guilt and pity, looking at Harry and finding him staring at Gemma with parted lips, shocked with the outburst. He didn't realize the extent to how much his parents neglected her because he was the son they had always wanted. He suddenly felt very guilty for all the cruel things he had said in the past, even though she had said equally cruel things back.

"The thing I hate the most," she began to speak again between sobs. "Is that this unborn baby was the only thing that gave me joy. It was going to be the only thing that truly loves me, the only chance at starting over. But it was taken from me before I could even think of names or the gender, and I hate that so much."

"Gemma," Harry whispered sadly, immediately rushing to her and sitting by her side. He forcefully pulled her into a hug, upset by this harsh realization that his sister was hurting terribly. "Shit, Gemma I am so sorry."

"I am sorry too," Gemma cried woefully into his shoulder, while Reina watched silently, heart combusting in her chest. She knew how much this meant to Harry that he was finally bonding with her sister. She knew of the way he'd look at her and Reyes, wishing he had a strong bond with his sibling. She was glad that it was happening now.

"I am going to speak to father and demand an annulment for your marriage to Maeson," Harry said firmly, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and rubbing her arm comfortingly.

"You would do that?" Gemma whispered with wide eyes, looking at him in surprise.

"I don't want you to be unhappy anymore, Gemma. I want you to find happiness just like I did with Reina," Harry told her, glancing back at his wife whom was listening attentively, smiling a little. "Once you get the annulment, we'll have suitors come to the castle to court you, at your request only. You can choose whom you want to get to know, and marry. It's all totally up to you."

"Harry, that-that's so kind of you," Gemma gaped a little. "Father would never let that happen."

"Well I will fucking fight for it like my life depended on it."

"I will too," Reina spoke up, heading over to them now and sitting on the other side of Gemma, taking her hands and holding them tightly. "We will both fight for you."

"Thank you both of you," she sighed with a weary smile before looking at Reina. "How-How are you so kind to me after all the cruel things I've said and done?" she asked in genuine confusion. Reina simply smiled at her, patting her hand.

"It's just something I learnt from my parents," she told her softly. "And you deserve some kindness after what you've been through."

"You truly are incredible," Gemma whispered quietly in admiration., gazing at her with her watery, dark eyes.

"She is isn't she?" Harry smiled dreamily at his wife, before a pout came on his lips when he found Reina and Gemma staring at him.

"Oh did I say that out loud?"

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After accompanying Gemma to the family physician and getting her checked, Harry had to leave Reina to go hunting with his father. He really didn't want to because he didn't like hurting animals, but his father was insisting since an important nobleman who was here at the palace for the King's birthday bash wanted to go hunting. Meanwhile, Reina went to see Jaide to try on their dresses for the ball. Reina was listening to Jaide ramble about she was 'supposed' to dress to please Declan. But she was insistent on wearing whatever the fuck she wanted to, and looking her best for herself.

"Does he fancy you?" Reina questioned curiously, watching her adjust the sleeves of her gorgeous, rosy pink dress.

"No, I think he fancies older women if I'm being honest," Jaide said with her face scrunching up, making Reina's lips part.

"Truly?"

"Alright don't tell anyone, but I've heard that he has his eyes for your stepmother," Jaide said in a low whisper, making Reina's brows lower.

"Genevieve would never," Reina scowled lightly. "Oh that reminds me, I had lunch with her and my grandmother earlier. My grandmother is really good at predicting genders of unborn babies, she's been correct almost 20 times."

"So she predicted yours?" Jaide asked in excitement, lips parting when Reina grinned widely. "Oh do tell!"

"She said a girl at first," Reina smiled, resting her hand on her tummy. She could see it getting a little bigger now, and that excited her immensely. "But then she said it's a boy."

"Oh my, so what is it really?" Jaide furrowed her brows in confusion, but Reina simply smiled in response. It finally dawned upon Jaide, making her squeal in response. "Twins!"

"Yes, she suspects twins. A boy and a girl specifically," Reina murmured with a smile, before her gaze flickered up to meet Jaide's. "I believe her, she's never been wrong before."

"Aw well I truly cannot wait!" Jaide grinned widely, holding Reina's hands in hers and squeezing them. "Will you tell Harry tonight?"

"Yes, and I know he'll be thrilled because I know he wants a boy, but the idea of a having a baby girl gets him even more excited."

Reina had confidence in her words, but didn't know that she wasn't going to get the reaction she had expected because Harry later in the evening met the family physician in private to ask him a few questions about pregnancies. He talked to his mother as well, who gave him a little overview of pregnancy and childbirth. Harry felt himself growing more and more anxious with the answers he received to the questions he asked, both the physician and his mother saw that and tried their best to comfort him. He smiled forcefully and shrugged them off.

He had dinner with Declan and his other friends, whom were merely just sons of noblemen trying to be his friend. Harry tuned out of the conversation, especially since it was concerning women and how many each of them have slept with.

"Harry, did you hear me?" Declan nudged his elbow. "Or are you thinking about Reina again?"

"Am I not allowed to think about my wife?" Harry snapped in irritation.

"No, mate, course you're allowed to. Please do share if it's dirty," Declan snickered, causing the other men to chuckle as well. Harry's eyes grew dark, glaring at Declan with pale, glinting eyes.

"I won't be disrespecting Reina like that, thank you very much," Harry huffed in slight anger, stabbing his venison angrily with his knife. He had lost his appetite.

"Now that's not the Harry I know," Declan snorted. "You used to tell me every single detail regarding your sexual adventures with her. Right from the way her arousal tasted to how nice and warm she felt around your-"

"Enough!" Harry suddenly bellowed, slamming his fist down against the wooden table. He pulled his knife out of his steak and pointed it at Declan, hissing menacingly. "I will not have you speaking of my wife that way. Do not forget your place, Declan."

"Sheesh Harry, it was only banter," Declan rolled his eyes. "You're not the same, ever since you gave yourself to her."

"I do not want to have this conversation," Harry stood up, grabbing his sword and belt that he had taken off, sliding it around his waist and securing it. "This dinner is over."

Harry left the dining room, wondering to himself why did he even agree to have dinner with those bastards in the first place. He headed to his bedchamber, hoping that Reina would be there for him to kiss and cuddle so that his anger would fade away. But she wasn't there, according to Sebastian, she was having dinner with Gemma. Harry decided to get changed for sleep in the mean time, and read a book to the dragon eggs. Now that Reina was actually pregnant, Harry had been neglecting the eggs for some time, and felt guilty about it because it was unintentional.

"I wish you'd hatch already," Harry said to the eggs with a pout, cradling one of them in his arms. "Why do you always feel cold in my hands, hmm?"

"Maybe if I hold you like this you'll be warmer," he continued to mumble to himself, cradling the egg in his arms. He smiled to himself, thinking for a moment what it'd be like to have a real baby all curled up in his arms, not a dragon egg.

He jumped when he heard the door opening, carefully setting the egg back into the chest when Reina stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She spotted Harry, smiling at the sight of him sitting cross-legged in front of the dragon eggs with a book in his hands. He immediately stood up, walking over to her and cupping her cheeks, ducking down to place a sweet kiss on her lips. Reina smiled against his lips, hands curling around his wrists and puckering her lips against his soft ones.

"Hello, Little Dragon," Harry murmured against her lips, pecking them a couple of times before pulling away and kneeling before her, hands against her growing tummy. "Hello tiny dragon or lion!"

"Harry," Reina laughed softly at his endearing actions, hand stroking his hair at the back of her head. "My grandmother believes that there'll be a tiny dragon and lion."

"What?" Harry spoke with wide eyes, standing up immediately while Reina grinned at him.

"Twins, Harry!" she told him with a bright grin, hands resting on his chest. "My grandmother is never wrong! She predicted my mother would have a son and a daughter, and she was right! She's predicted many times and she's been successful each time."

Harry wanted to be as excited as she was, but his mind was suddenly filled with the conversations he had with the family physician and his mother. He also suddenly remembered Gemma's miscarriage and panicked internally, unable to hide his anxious expression. Reina frowned deeply at his lack of response, hands moving to cup his cheeks as she gazed at him intently, trying to figure him out. His gaze stayed averted, unable to speak.

"What's the matter, love? I thought you'd be excited about this," Reina murmured quietly, watching him pull away from her slowly to sit down on the bed.

Reina approached him, still very much confused before she was caught off-guard when Harry wrapped his arms around her body and pulled him to her. She stood between his legs with her lips parted, watching him curl his arms around her lower body with his cheek pressing against her stomach. Reina ran her hands up his shoulders, before slipping her fingers into his hair and lightly stroking it. She then moved to sit on his lap sideways, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, making him hug her tighter, face pressing into her neck.

"I'm so worried, Reina," Harry murmured anxiously, pulling back to gaze at her with a pout on his lips. "I-I went to physician after coming back from hunting, and I was just asking him about Gemma. But then I got carried away and I wanted to know more about miscarriages and how often they occurred."

"Oh Harry," Reina mumbled with furrowed brows, realizing why he's so anxious. "Please don-"

"I'm scared you'll have a miscarriage, Reina," Harry whispered with a pained expression, while Reina hugged him to her chest. "I-I can't bear it if you do."

"Harry, please don't worry about this, it will eat you up," she whispered to him, stroking his cheek. It hurt her heart how scared and anxious he looked. "All we can do is pray to The One that this pregnancy will be a success and we will be blessed with children."

"Can we- Can we go pray tomorrow, together?" Harry questioned, gazing at her with his lips pursed. "No but wait, my mother told me twin pregnancies are difficult, especially childbirth. Women die during childbirth. Oh no, Reina, I-I-"

"Harry, my love," Reina said a little loudly before he began rambling worriedly again, grabbing his cheeks and planting a firm kiss on his lips. "Do not worry about the birth, that is months away and by then I will be prepared for it. I know how frightening it seems, but we have to stay positive and strong, okay? We have to be there for one another, you have to be there for me specifically."

"I will, Reina, I will," Harry nodded firmly in response, pulling her firmly against him and hugging her. "I love you more than anything, I really do. I love you my strong, beautiful, fierce wife."

"And I love you, my sweet creature," Reina laid a kiss on the top of his head, stroking his hair. "My handsome, sweet, cocky Prince."

"Cocky, huh?" Harry murmured with a smile, nose nudging her jaw before he tilted his head to leave a kiss there.

"Dirty too," she poked his chest, making him chuckle lightly.

"Hmm, you weren't complaining yesterday night though," Harry mused, smirking at her dirtily while she rolled her eyes. "You like my dirty mouth, don't you? Especially when it's between your legs, making you moan and shake."

"Yes because that's the only thing it's good for."

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