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"I thoroughly enjoyed this chapter and this story. it was well written the surpraise of them finding out they are having twins. Then America calmimg talk and giving him all the encouragement of being able to become a good father to the twins. The way you display the love between them is so cute and realistic. Thank you for the update."

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Thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story, and I really appreciate the kind words you write for every one of my chapters.

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"This was so cute and fluffy! I loved reading it."

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I'm glad you enjoyed! Thank you for commenting.

lav Review:

"Oh my god! What a great chapter! I really like that you make the characters really interesting! Can't wait to see what happens next! Also, could you try making the next updated chapter longer? Thanks for everything!"

WriterQueen123 Response:

Thank you for your kindness! This chapter will be a little longer, and thank you for reviewing!

I hope you're all having a lovely morning, afternoon, or evening. Please enjoy this chapter! The length of time between my updates is finally under a week! We're finally at the birth of the twins.

I felt a mild popping sensation and a sudden gush of fluid. I dropped the book I was reading in bed.

"Are you all right, miss?" Mary asked, a concerned expression playing across her face.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," I whispered, frozen in place.

"America, what is it?" Mary rushed to my side and placed a delicate hand on my forehead.

"No, I'm okay. My water just broke," I said. The excitement started to kick in, and I let out a childish squeal. "My water broke, it's happening!

"That's fantastic, America! Let's get you to the hospital wing at once."

"Okay," I agreed. "Can someone call for Maxon to join me there? He's in a meeting with the advisors right now."

"Yes. I'll have a guard summon him." Mary helped me out of bed and handed me shoes. I smiled gratefully and slipped into the comfortable flats. She stepped out of my bedroom briefly to ask the guard to tell Maxon the news.

I felt as if my nerves were electrified as I walked down to the health center with Mary. I couldn't help the flurry of excitement that tingled in my fingertips. Finally, we reached the hospital. I changed into a hospital gown, scrubbed my hands clean, and got settled in the bed.

Dr. Ashlar smiled affably at me. "Queen America, it looks like everything should go smoothly. I'm not going to have to do much, but here's what you should expect. The timing and intensity of your contractions will increase as you get closer to the delivery stage. The length of the whole process is different for every woman. I'll be here ensuring that you and the baby are healthy at all times, but your body knows what to do."

I nodded in thanks. The hospital door burst open and Maxon ran in. His golden hair was tousled, and he was panting lightly from sprinting the whole way. His face lit up when he saw me lying in bed. "America! You're amazing, darling, you're amazing." Maxon came up to my side and squeezed my hand.

I grinned. "Thanks for rushing over."

"Of course, of course. I can't believe this is happening!" He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to even it out a little.

Suddenly, I felt pressure in my back. "Ow," I groaned. The pain moved to my lower abdomen, and I clenched my jaw.

"America, what's going on?" Maxon asked frantically. He quickly turned to Dr. Ashlar. "Is she okay?"

Dr. Ashlar nodded, calm as ever. "These are contractions. She's going into labor, and this is all completely normal and healthy."

Finally, the pressure released. I collapsed back on the bed. Maxon stroked my hair, something he did when he saw that I was stressed or tired. I smiled weakly. "Thanks. I'm okay."

Nothing happened for about thirty minutes. Maxon wouldn't leave my side. He requested a blanket for me, which was so soft and comforting. I curled up under the baby blue colored blanket to continue reading my book while Maxon read his own.

As I flipped a page, I felt the contraction grip me. It felt like a strangling hug from behind. I squeezed my eyes shut as it passed from my back to lower abdomen again.

"You're so strong, Ames," Maxon said supportively. "Squeeze my hand as hard as you can. It'll help." I grabbed his hand and made a fist around two fingers. Another contraction ripped through me, and I yelped in pain. I bit my lip until I tasted the drop of metallic blood on my tongue.

When the contraction passed, I took a deep breath. I glanced at Maxon, who looked as pale as a ghost. "Maxon? Are you good?"

He straightened up hastily. "Yes, totally. You're the one who should be receiving that question. Do you feel better now?"

"Yes. After it passes, I'm fine." Maxon still looked like he was in shock. "I know you better than this, though. What's up?"

He shrugged sheepishly. "Seeing you suffering is more painful than being whipped," he revealed honestly.

I smiled. It quickly turned into a grimace as the pain struck my back again. I doubled over, clutching my back. I whimpered as the contraction continued; I felt like it was ripping my insides apart.

"Oh, Ames," Maxon said quietly, exhaling slowly.

"Yuck," I said, massaging my temples with cold hands.

"Queen America, you are fully dilated at ten centimeters," Dr. Ashlar said a half hour later. "You're going to have to push the first baby out now."

"Okay," I panted, spreading apart my legs and tensing my body to push.

"Keep going," Dr. Ashlar told me. "You're doing very well."

"You're remarkable, America," Maxon agreed. "Keep it up. Is there anything you need?"

"For my babies to come out already," I said breathlessly. I laughed feebly, and Maxon chuckled too.

"Try to push harder," the doctor advised softly.

I squeezed my core; this almost felt like constipation. I shook the thoughts from my head and squeezed again. I felt like I would burst with the amount of effort I was putting into this.

"Oh my God!" Maxon said excitedly.

"What?" I moaned, pushing again.

"We can see the head!"

The news motivated me to flex my core again, pushing more of the body out. "You're very close, Your Majesty. One more push!" He got closer to me and squatted in a position where he would be able to catch the baby.

"One...more," I grunted, using the last of my energy to push the whole body out. Dr. Ashlar caught the baby swiftly.

"She's a girl," he smiled, wrapping her in a blanket and handing my baby to me.

I cradled her against my chest. "She's beautiful," I breathed. Her hazel eyes were barely open, her dark brown tuft of hair was adorable, and her little red body was precious. She let out her first cry a moment later. Tears glistened in my eyes, and I let one roll down my cheek. "That's the most musical sound I've ever heard."

"America, she's angelic," Maxon said, his eyes shining with love. "Look at her tiny fingers," he noticed, tears running freely down his face.

"Eadlyn," I said decisively. "Her name is Eadlyn Helena Margarete Schreave. Eady for short."

"Perfect," Maxon smiled.

"I'm a mother," I said in amazement.

"I'm a father," Maxon gasped. We both laughed.

I felt my core squeeze again. "Another one's coming," I whispered hoarsely. I passed Eadlyn to Maxon, and he gracefully accepted her. Maxon looked like a natural, holding the the baby with her neck on his shoulder so her head would be lifted. "I can't do it," I groaned, trying to find the energy to push out another baby. "I can't, I can't."

"It'll be over soon," Dr. Ashlar soothed me. "I need you to push now."

I cried out with the pain of squeezing my center. Everything was pulling apart to make way for the new body. Maxon looked more distressed than ever.

"The head is visible," Dr. Ashlar shared steadily. I gave everything I had for one last push, grinding my teeth as Dr. Ashlar caught the baby again. "He's a boy. The twins are seven minutes apart. Congratulations, Your Majesties."

I sighed with relief and took him against my chest. His cry, a battle for breath, was adorable.

"Wonderful," Maxon smiled. "Ahren?"

I nodded. "Ahren Shalom Schreave." I cuddled with both babies, two new humans that we had created. "Welcome to the world," I whispered to them. Eadlyn started bawling, which made me laugh. I led her mouth to my breast, and she began to suck my milk from it. My gaze met Maxon's, and we both grinned.

"I love you," he said, kissing my cheek gently. "I love our family."

"I love our family, too."