Breakdown II

"Wait, what?" Daphne paused, not believing her ears. What was it that Zephyr mumbled in delirium? 

Baby? His fault? His baby? She strained her ears to hear more clearly, but Zephyr's words were slurring together from exhaustion. This close, it was impossible to miss the dark circles under his eyes. Did Zephyr not sleep the entire time she was unconscious? 

Did he get pregnant― no, Daphne stopped herself from going down that route. She was not an expert in magical creatures, but even she knew that griffins laid eggs and male griffins weren't capable of birth. There should be no baby from Zephyr. 

Now she knew that Zephyr was definitely ill, his body was shivering in her hold. He was definitely hallucinating things. She had never been pregnant; the only baby she knew was Princess Bianca―