A week and a half after Zanthea's birth Zarkon was curious about Elara still looking kind of pregnant and didn't know whether it was normal or not I decided to ask about it. Right now they were both getting ready for bed after putting Zanthea to sleep in her nursery.

"So when's that going to go down?" He asked, pointing at her slightly bloated stomach.

"Hm... In about 5 weeks." She replied.

"PARDON ME?!" He gasped.

"Yeah 5 weeks. It takes time to recover after creating another life." Elara said, amused by his shock.

"What other horrors do you go through?" He asked.

"Well stretch marks are not that big of a deal, at least tell me they're not I'm fine with how I look, contractions are the worst part of pregnancy, they're not nearly as bad as actively pushing the child out, I don't know if you saw and it's better that you didn't I actually had to push out the placenta as well, to this day I still cramp because my uterus is contracting down to its normal size which does take a couple of weeks after 8 months of expanding, Oh and did I mention that the contractions are only a thing so my cervix dilate to 10 cm so the head can come out?" She finished with a smile.

He was staring at her in complete disbelief, It looked as if he was unable to move.

"Zarkon?" She said nervously. She poked his forehead and snapped her fingers and then all of a sudden, her feet were the ground and he had his arms under her bottom and she had her legs around his torso.

"I'm sorry I did that to you..."

"Uh... It's ok? I'm perfectly fi- oh!"

"THREE TIMES! I PUT YOU THROUGH THAT THREE TIMES!"

"Zarkon relax... It's not that big of a deal." She said, covering his mouth with her right hand.

"Yes it is! Are you out of your mind? Woman you are suffering! We are never doing the deed again! Never!" He said, his words were muffled by her hand.

"Well that's kinda cruel..." She said.

He was left eternally dramatized by everything she had to endure just to pop out a baby. He's never felt so guilty in his life.