"Wait that can't be right."

Regis stared his personal physician, concerned. Those were not good words to hear at his twice yearly check up to track how the magic drain was affecting him.

"What is it doctor? I feel fine, better than usual actually."

"Yes I noticed that by the way you didn't try to skip out this time."

"Doctor as the King-"

"That doesn't work on people who changed your fathers diapers, Brat, now go lay on the exam bed while I get the ultrasound."

"Rude! Why am I getting an ultrasound?"

The doctor didn't answer as she left the room yelling for one of the nurses, so Regis just sighed and flop back on the uncomfortable exam bed. He really should find a doctor who hadn't been around long enough to lose the awe most people had of the royal family, but Doctor Nu was a fixture at this point and there wasn't any one he would rather trust with Noctis, so it was a moot point.

He turned to the door when Clarus popped his head in to give him a Look.

"Why is the battleaxe getting an ultrasound machine?"

"I don't know, she didn't say. Oh Six what if I'm dying? Noctis is only sixteen he ca-"

"Move Petals, Brat calm down you aren't dying I can tell that much. Petals come be my hands so I don't have to bring anyone else in."

"Stop calling me that." Clarus said resignedly, coming the rest of the way into the room and closing the door.

"I could call you Flower Power like you insisted on from the time you were five until when was it, nine?

Regis sighed as he listened to the bickering, trying to ignore the chill of the jelly smeared on his stomach, and moving his bad leg to a better position.

"Alright clean up, get dressed, and take a hot compress for your leg while I study this."

Sitting up he accepted a wipe from Clarus, cleaned up, and scrambled into his clothes as quickly as possible, not bothering with with dignity in the two people who have known him the longest in the entire world.

"So whats the verdict Doctor, Is it terminal?" Regis tried to joke. The doctor just looked unimpressed over her rectangular glasses.

"Well its probably permanent anyway. Sit down Regis."

Regis sits down slowly, Nu hadn't used his name since she had to pull him away from his wife's body. Being from the Duscae region gave you some scary superstitions about names.

Clarus sat beside him, any news that affected his King was going to affect him too.

"So since I have no explanation beyond magic fuckery I'm just going to spit it out: your pregnant."

Regis burst out laughing.

"Doctor Nu! You can't joke about the Kings health like this! Just because-"

*thwap* Regis abruptly stopped laughing at the look on the doctors face, after she whacked Clarus over the head with the ultrasound printouts.

"And just when, Clarus Amiticia, have I ever joked about anyone's health? I can't explain it any more than you can but the result don't lie, Regis is two months along, he will probably start to show soon."

"Doctor Nu I'm male I can't get pregnant."

"Well you did. Has anything strange happened lately? Have you been experimenting with your magic without a medic on hand? If I'm not wrong do you know who the other parent is? Are you going to keep it? "

"Doctor slow down please, give me a moment."

Regis hunched over and put his head in his head in his hands and tried to breath through the shock. This was too involved and really not something Doctor Nu would do, she had been the royal family's physician since his grandfathers reign. He was Pregnant. He leaned into Clarus when he felt his hand on his back. Then he sat up.

"Ok, so, I'm pregnant despite being male."

"Yes."

"Despite being forty six."

"Yes."

"And despite not having had sex in sixteen years."

"Yes."

Regis just tried to breath and not just check out. Clarus still had his hand on his back so he turned to him and said.

"Clarus I need you to you make sure I haven't gone crazy. Did Doctor Nu just tell me I'm pregnant?"

"Sorry Reg but she really did."

"Oh gods. Right Doctor, No I can't remember any thing strange happening, unless you count the lack of daemon attacks lately. No I haven't been experimenting, when would I have the time? Yes, if its real I'm going to keep it. And no I don't know who the other parent could be, I'm Asexual remember?"

It was only a lifetime of training that kept his voice steady and even then it wobbled a bit by the end. He really wasn't prepared for this.

"Well If you haven't done this to your self accidentally then its probably locational, so I am gong to put the citadel on lock down and have everyone tested. You stay hear and calm down, stress is bad for the babies."

"Doctor I have a Kingdom to ru- Babies?"

"Twins your Majesty. Also you have the next week off and I will be speaking to your secretary about how much you can work until they are born. Now that I know you are keeping them they fall under the Royal Pregnancy Protocols."

The doctor turned on her heel and marched, strait backed, out the door. Five seconds later a discretely placed lighting system lit up, informing everyone of lock down without causing a panic like alarms would.

"Sometimes I wonder if she lets me be in charge of the Kingdom because she likes me."

"Well considering what happens to people she doesn't like..."

"True. Come on I should tell Noctis before the rumor mill gets to out of control, leave me with him and send Cor to guard me, you will have to take charge of the Realm."

"Yes your Majesty. Will you wait a minuet while I have my blood drawn, I don't want to have to come back when Nu gets around to me?

"Of course, I will try to put my thoughts in order and try to figure out how this could have happened."

"Hey Reggie?"

"Congratulations your going to be a dad again."

Regis looked at Clarus in shock, it hadn't sunk in, what it meant that he was pregnant. He was going to have a baby, TWO babies. He beamed.

"I'm going to be a daddy!" He said gleefully, grabbing Clarus in a hug.