Exactly a month after that anniversary, Elara was feeling very sick. She hated by nauseous but there's nothing that seemed to stop her nausea. She felt as if she was no longer alone in her own body, she instinctively know she was pregnant... again, that's a Galra thing. She laid in bed refusing to get up because she was so sick. Zarkon noticed her scent was slightly different and decided to ask her straight up.

"Are you pregnant?" He asked, sitting up in bed.

"Yup, I just dry heaved three times and I'm craving." Elara replied.

"Craving what?" He asked.

"Something we don't have anywhere on this planet..."

A few days later-

"Why do you Altean cookies so urgently?" Alfor asked handing a small box to Zarkon after traveling to Daibazaal after being told by Zarkon that there was a code red.

"Well... Just listen" Zarkon said. They both went silent and heard Athena speaking from nearby.

"Elara why are crying again?" She asked.

"That's the thing... I don't know!" Elara said, choking up as she spoke.

"Oh... Congratulations?" Alfor said awkwardly.

"Thank you. Now I don't have to sleep with an eye open." Zarkon said.

"Should I be worried?" Alfor asked.

"No, she's a month along." Zarkon replied.

"So I should wait until she's further along to be worried?" Alfor asked genuinely afraid for his friend.

"Exactly." Zarkon said. The Altean King no longer felt safe.

"Good days Zarkon I'm leaving."