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"A demon should be with a demon. I did my best, love. We will have a child soon." Her hollow eyes were filled with happiness but he knew that she was not in her right mind.

She was still holding the knife when she tried to approach him. The black figures behind her gave him shivers. She managed to summon a thousand demons just for their child. As much as he wanted to stop her, he failed to do so. He knows he can't fight against the demons despite his ancestors being one. She became too powerful.

"You know we can't ask the Heavens for a child, right? So, I asked the strongest among all to give it to us." She sat down on the ground and dropped the knife.

Her hands were tainted with her own blood and she laughed hysterically as the thousand demons vanished one by one. She cupped her own cheeks and bathed herself with it. He almost gave up on keeping her sane but he wanted to bring his wife back to his arms. He slowly squatted down to take the knife away. She heaved a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. She can feel her belly moving.

"My child.." She mumbled with a smile on her lips, placing her hands on her belly to caress it. Hatred filled his heart for what his wife ended up doing.

"Bring my wife back to me!" He roared in anger and the whole kingdom fell into the darkness. She screamed in pain, clutching on her bloodied gown tightly. 

Screams filled the whole place, making everyone stop from what they were doing. It lasted for a minute. He grabbed the knife and pointed it to the newborn baby in front of him while his wife lost consciousness after giving birth. He faltered when the baby started crying. Tears fell from his eyes and he put the knife down to carry the baby in his arms.

"Love, our baby.. Our baby is a girl.." He whispered and their daughter finally stopped from crying. He caressed her cheeks with his finger and then, she smiled widely while looking up at her father.

"Your name.. your name will be Girisha." She squealed when she heard this. Her tiny hand gripped on his finger and he smiled faintly.

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The queen sat up from the bed and looked at the king. He placed the tray down the bed and she smiled softly. She was feeling nauseous due to morning sickness. She shook her head. She didn't want to have dinner yet. He moved the tray to the table instead and then, he held her hand to leave a kiss on it. 

"You will already give birth to our little prince tomorrow." He said and she nodded. He moved closer to her and rested his head on her lap to place kisses on her growing belly. 

"We still don't have a name for him." She laid back in the bed again and she placed her hand on his head to play with his hair. 

"Raiji. Let's call him Raiji." She smiled at what he said. She is sure that their son will be as kind as him. 

She suddenly felt so weak after that moment. She unconsciously gripped on his clothes tightly while trying to gasp some air. She felt like someone was constricting her neck. He felt that unfamiliar powers. As the king, he should be able to know that immediately. A figure appeared on top of her and he pushed it away. 

"I didn't expect that your father saved you, Girisha." He furrowed his brows when this person called his soon-to-be wife a different name. 

"She is not Girisha. Who are you? Why are you trying to kill my wife and my son?" He withdrew a katana and pointed the edge against this person's neck. 

"Kill me and when you do that, it will be my turn to kill you." A smile formed on her lips as she removed the hoodie. His eyes widened and took a step backwards. 

"Why are you so surprised? Do I look like your wife?" She added and her smile grew wider. How is this possible? How can someone look exactly like her? 

"Tell me who you are. What are you doing here?" He gritted his teeth and her mood suddenly changed. Her eyes turned dark red and it was glaring at the queen fiercely. 

"If it was not for her father, I would have killed her the moment I saw her that night." She hissed under her breath and he took another step backwards when she vanished into thin air. 

"Gia, are you okay?" He quickly turned around and cupped her cheeks. She gave him a weak nod while coughing. She almost died but she felt like that person spared her life and their son's life. 

He withdrew his katana once again and sat beside her. He carefully placed his hands on her belly to know if the little prince was safe. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt him moving inside. A week after she gives birth, the wedding will finally take place. He should be more cautious now that he saw the face of the culprit. He doesn't know how he will ask her about the culprit's identity but since he heard things from her, he is already assuming that she is her own mother. 

"My queen, do you have any idea who your family is?" He asked and she slowly shook her head. She has no memories of her family since she was a baby. 

"All I know is I'm adopted." She whispered and he heaved a deep sigh before placing a kiss on her forehead.