A baby and the Dukeʼs plans?

Holy Sword Tournament Arc

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(POV: Akashic Records)

Early morning.

The soft hues of dawn embraced the sleepy town, Lumiere had already left the inn.

With his departure, he told Isadora to seek refuge within the comforts of his room at the inn, on the condition that no prying eyes caught glimpse of her form.

Couldn't have that happening, bro already had a lot to deal with.

Seated gingerly upon the bed, Isadora sighed as she traced her fingers along the delicate cum stains on the sheets.

The lingering aroma alone turned Isadora on.

Placing a tender hand upon her stomach, Isadora whispered to herself, her voice barely audible amidst the solitude of the room.

"Master Lumiere... you did it," she murmured, her eyes twinkling with joyous disbelief. "I am with a child... our child."

A smile, gentle yet radiant, illuminated her countenance as she reveled in the gravity of the moment.