Behold! It is now here! I hope the wait is worth it! I was dealing with the NaNoWriMo and won! Now, I am back to juggling my stories now.

Beta'ed by Dragonian Master! She's doing a fantastic job with this! :)

Enjoy~

The soft cushion chair was nice and comfortable. The fireplace in front of me was flaming for the castle's heat, but mainly in front of me to feel its pressure. Despite the fact, I cannot feel hot temperature, the pressure of the heat was easily acknowledged for me. My eyes bored directly at the colourful flames in red, yellow, orange, and blue. The total complete of space and loneliness were filling in some form of peace for myself.

The image replayed like a song stuck on a replay button, no way to stop it unless a chance to destroy it with something else. I sighed and leaned back on the chair. My hand slipped through my hair to remove somehow that strange feeling going on here.

"I don't understand…is it pretending made it more realistic within my powers or something?" I muttered.

The fire whips violently that almost related to my sudden panic to the kissing result. My fingers traced my lips, recalling the scene before the phone calls, and it wasn't intentional. My thoughts were lost about what the conversation was truly about, but his emotions were so…strongly visible to me.

I stood up from the chair and walked behind the chair, with a slow marching and thoughts about everything that could have had meant or obvious signs. My head picked up and glanced at the sight of the blazing fire in the fireplace.

"Castle…show the kissing scene today." I requested.

The fire formed into a transparent holographic demonstration, only the lines that reveals the scene and no colors since the fire was at its work. It was replaying the day for me until my sister's call interrupted us. Vlad was beyond into the kiss, he believed that I do love him, and I was in a state of confusion when I did that for him. It was a way to prove him, but what about myself?

The fire restored to normal flaming itself and left me to determine what that was. My head shook and headed over to one of my files in that desk. My fingers hooked and pulled some of them out by forced of habits naturally. There were pages I had managed to keep track down of everything that was Vlad related since I found out I was the father of our baby girl. I could not comprehend anything each time, but I suspected it was the king's side doings.

Just why…why does my king side of me wishes to come out so real? My body collapsed onto the chair and felt completely and utterly hopeless here. It was nearly beating me up to the point I could just accept my death again. My hands brushed through my hair back and sighed to give up because nothing had made sense.

At the same time, there were questions growing inside of me to look at it completely different than I had originally viewed it. I frowned and my eyes played its trick to what I had seen with the fire at work.

"If I felt that during our kiss, does it mean that my feelings are real? Am I truly clueless? But..." My head shook, "I do enjoy seeing Vlad happy. It's just crazy and I can't help it." I leaned back in my chair, "Maybe…maybe I really do lov-"

Knock~ Knock~

The door creaked open and the silver hair and blue sapphire eyes peaked open into the room. My head jerked up and saw him as I shut up immediately. Vlad came in, soothing his bump, and dripping eyes.

"Daniel, I am tired," He yawned, "A~and I wish to go to sleep soon." His lips smacked and waiting for me.

My mind banished the situation and I nodded. Vlad smiled calmly and accepted that.

"I'll be there in a minute, Vlad." I gathered the files together and neaten them up.

"Alright, Daniel." He hummed, "At least she's napping now in there."

I chuckled, "I hope so. I'll meet you in our room."

Vlad waved off and headed over to the bedroom at the castle. My eyes glanced down at the files and felt my core beating so hard, it could almost cause me to lose control of myself over my powers. My fingers soothed the folders, knowing that everything was important, and I did everything I could. When Vlad smiles or he's happy, maybe…maybe I can too.

The files were put away and the castle knew better to keep those files out of Vlad's hands…or sight. I headed over to our room and saw Vlad climbing into the bed with his red pajamas. I could see he was showing more with that red pajamas showing. It was an unexplainable feeling to see him like this, but it was not a bad thing.

…

Karian was rushing over through the very door that has two rooms in between. She was having her organized notebook schedule on her hands and checking it off. She muttered a few things here and there. She floated up to me and watched the fashion consultant in action. I was to wear a unique felt royal robe in dark green, trimming with bright silver silk, and the pattern throughout the entire robe was similar the endless ghost zone. It had truly meant the King of Ghost Zone and its representation.

"No, no, no! Where is your hairstylist?" Karian had to complain.

I scowled, "No one touches my hair."

Her head shook, "It needs to be a proper hairstyle, not unruly!"

I groaned, "Absolutely not! Besides, this is not a King Confirmation Day. It is a bond day."

She groaned miserably and dashed out to the room next to mine. She had been like this since yesterday. It had felt like a week ago we had celebrated my birthday peacefully for once, just Vlad and me, and it was nice for a change. Today…I somehow regretted having her to be the planner to everything. She was practically like the women in the physical world when it's their wedding day come.

"I am so sorry you had to go through that, Prince Phantom. She does this to each event, but she will calm down when it begins." Floramaria commented.

I sighed, "Good." I buttoned one more on the robe, "You may check with my mate. I don't think he has patience for Karian as I do."

Floramaria nodded and left the room to join Vlad's. She opened the door-

"-WOMAN, GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I HAVE A HALF MY MIND TO OBLITERATE YOU!" Vlad snapped.

Floramaria and I winced at his reaction, "And his patience has run out, hasn't it?"

I sighed, "Yes…just get Karian out of there before he attempts to that."

Floramaria agreed and rushed in. I heard her shouting, but nowhere near as his volume sounding. She can be scary from time and Karian immediately rushed in, paler than ever, and she breathed once – even though she's a ghost.

"Karian, just make sure that room is ready for the final part of bonding." I suggested, "Add the aroma lightly; I don't want it to be thick or overly done in that part."

She agreed instantly and vanished within a few seconds. I finally felt I could relaxed and stress free. It had been quite a long time to make it today and seeing the bump grew so fast within the past few months and I would be due around December to January. Vlad's already huge and ready to pop, but he wants her out already. I chuckled at his misery about it, but he was already looking forward to our birth of our daughter.

I sighed and my hands soothed the bump to get this one to stop kicking my kidney! My head shook and felt happy, though. Vlad's happy too when we found out what I was carrying…

The burst of eagerness within my mate was showing obviously and I was so confused with him. I woke up and he was smiling right at me. I blinked and puzzled at him. His hand stroked my small bump, even though I hadn't felt a kick yet.

"Um, I know it's not your birthday today and I'm not sure why you're this anxious for anything." I commented.

He smiled and met my eyes, "Today is your eleventh weeks, and we get to find out what you are carrying."

I blinked and everything crashed down onto me. My lips curled and could not believe times had flown by so quickly. I nodded and my hand rested on his'.

"Right. Let's eat and we can find out after that." I decided.

Vlad wasted no time to get out of bed and we headed downstairs, thankfully, we're half ghosts to fly down without worrying to fall down. We ate what we want to eat, smiling, and pondering of my side of the pregnancy. We hadn't chosen to get back on names deciding yet until we know for sure of this one's gender.

Breakfast was finally done and we're setting everything up. I had to explain Vlad what to do and I would do the screen reading. After that, we began and the bump was sensing the gel and monitor automatically. We held our breath and excited to learn either way.

The humming train came to our ears comfortably to know the baby's heartbeat was perfectly healthy. My eyes watched to see, seeing the head, the arms, and legs were all normal. Vlad was able to tell slightly, my finger pointed the head, and he smiled.

"There's the head, everything is a healthy baby so far. Scroll down a little," The machine was reading and I was carefully reading it, "It's showing in a few seconds."

Vlad nodded, "Is the ultrasound accurate?"

I chuckled, "It is not the machine to be accurate, and it is the reader." My index pointed at the location, "Tell me what you think."

Vlad leaned in, while keeping the monitor in action, and his eyes enlarged twice than normally. He gasped and I was glowing happily to find out.

"A boy! It's a boy!" He was pleased, but happy to the upmost.

Vlad was tearing, but I knew how he felt. It had seems so unreal, but this was a reality. I showed Vlad how to make a print easily for sonogram and shut it down. Once that was set, he rushed over to me and hugged me. I knew too well that he would want to kiss to celebrate. We leaned in, pressed our lips, and felt the softness upon each other. There was a feeling I couldn't help, but at the same time, confusing. We broke apart and looked into each other's eyes for the great discovery.

I could not believe I was carrying a boy, but it was better than finding out I was not pregnant or Vlad would feel depress or desperate to make it happen. I fixed up my royal robe for the bond and my feet slipped into the male ballet slippers that had matched with the silver trim's colouring. I glanced up at the time, knowing it was ten minutes away from its starting, and I had to get up there soon. I gathered my Prince crown and set it onto my head. The crown was light as a tiara, only in silver fine work, it was about two inches tall, and in the middle of it, there was my Phantom's symbol. It was only to be worn for special events like today.

I could sense Vlad was calming down and somehow, Floramaria was helpful right now. Karian was not at all today, but hopefully she will be sooner. I turned back to the mirror and saw myself.

"Well, Fenton, at least you aren't alone in this." I muttered, "It's just a bond, it's not like we're getting married or anything." I shivered, but something was wrong.

I knew my mate was fine, so, why do I feel so worried? My head shook and decided to head up to the stand with the Minister of our bond completion. Clockwork happens to be the minister…this would turn out to be something else.

I headed to the door and held onto the knob. I took in a deep breath and-

The glowing happiness from Vlad has caught me off guard. It was nice to feel that he's happy. That right there, he gave me confident enough that everything would be fine and I would give him that in return. The doorknob turned and I marched right out proudly to make today's worth.

A ghost for thermos?