July 31st 1522
Blutenburg Castle, Germany
King's Study
King Cornelius I POV
I watch Hedwig carefully as she's yet to get pregnant. But I have faith in her and she will give me a son and a spare. Besides, I do not have to worry so much as even if I die childless, one of my siblings shall take the throne and no one else as father had always worried. With so many siblings, I have no worries.
But I do worry about England as King George is still grieving badly, to the point where he has had affairs, countless ones. At first, he was only a drunkard but now, he will take married maid to his bed and deny the babe that they both created.
If he's not careful, his enemies could kill him as he is letting his sorrow get to him. And little George does not need his father being killed because he was lax in his duties because of his sorrow.
I heard the traitor, Aliásar Lopez has five living children. They were born on September second 1518. And his firstborn son Phillip, was able to keep the title Duke of Palma.
I know for a fact that Nadine's sister, the Queen of Norway, Clara died giving birth to three sons and that King Thor is a mess. The babes were born August 1st 1518.
The first son to be delivered from her last pregnancy was named Baldur (mini-Thor). The second was named Edmund (mini male mother) and the youngest was named Laufey (combo).
August 17th 1522
Hamburg Manor, Germany
Beryl Black POV
I look at my children with a smile on my face and I accidentally bump into someone as I had not been paying attention. I look and see the most handsome man I have ever seen.
''I am truly sorry, milady.'' the male says.
''It is I who should be sorry. I wasn't looking in front of me.'' I say.
''Well, if I had to hazard a guess, those are your children and you want to make sure nothing happens to them. Am I correct?'' he asks, looking at Elias, Emmett, Ignacius, Amalya, and Isabella.
''Then you would be correct. Their father died in the war and I wished to spend time with my children if I was to marry. The other men didn't like that.'' I say.
''Where are my manners? My name is Paul Jameson Riddle.'' Lord Riddle (red hair, green eyes, Grecian nose, high cheekbones, tan skin tone, oval shaped face, full lips, oval eyes) says and I bow as Lord Paul Riddle is the Earl of Berlin. Lord Riddle and I talk awhile and he bows as he leaves.
October 17th 1522
Paul Riddle POV
I am about to marry Beryl and I know the truth as I got it from her drunk ex-husband. That he took her babes from her and had someone sleep with her to divorce her disgusts me as Beryl deserves better. I know her family doesn't know the truth or they would have killed Hans and Finn. At least I hope they didn't condemn her to be married to Hans.
We marry and I impregnate her and kiss her with passion. I cannot wait for my sons to be born.
January 23rd 1523
Lord's Study, Riddle Manor
Lord Paul Riddle POV
My wife is beautiful while pregnant and I cannot help but notice this as I love seeing her glow radiate. I see others leer at her and I warn them off of my wife as apparently, she knows not of her true beauty.
She should know of her beauty as she is the fairest in all of Germany. How she does not know of her beauty, I will never know as she is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen and met.
I ask the maids how my wife does not know of her beauty.
''She was always treated horribly. Her husbands never told her that she was beautiful or that they loved her. They just treated her as a cradle to carry their heirs.'' Dahlia, the head maid tells me.
I see red and let my wife know how beautiful and loved she is as she should have known from the start. I see Beryl blush every time I compliment her as she hasn't been complimented before.
July 3rd 1523
Lady's Rooms, Riddle Manor
Lady Beryl Riddle POV
I scream as I deliver four sons into this world and my husband comes in to check on me.
''They shall be named Samuel (mini-Paul), Thomas (mini male Beryl), Richard (combo), and Daniel Riddle (mini-Paul).'' Paul says.
''As you wish, my lord and husband.'' I say as I hold Samuel. Paul kisses me lovingly, looking at our children.
I feel loved and that I shall always be loved now instead of just despised or being seen as a cradle to carry an heir. Paul kisses my forehead and says he shall give me a few months' time to rest before trying to have a daughter as he wants a daughter with me.
A daughter with Paul to spoil sounds perfect to me. I can picture a white blonde version of Paul perfectly and it makes me smile.
