Love is a wicked element

The dining room already full with everyone prepared to have their breakfast when William made his announcement.

“Isla is conceiving my child.” He said, very calmly, draping his napkin over his lap.

“Is this meant to be a surprise?” Asked Zander, who was dress in gear as if he intended to train after breakfast. He had already taken all the bacon from the serving plate. “This is the possibility that would likely happen once you’re married. Am I right?”

“You should’ve at least congratulated us.” William said, reaching beneath the table to give Isla’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “Do you really think the successful rate of conceiving a child is really high, Zander?” He smiled smugly at Isla. “It was really tough experiences of us to go through every night without Isla scratching my back.”