Page 34 of Eliza's Cursed Dragon

She shook her head.

“Two days?” She shook her head again.

Alright, I thought, let’s keep going. Finally when I asked, “Two years?” She nodded.

“You will give me your name in two years?” I double-checked a bit exasperated. My exasperation only grew with her nod.

“Why two years?” I demanded.

Her eyes pleaded with me.

“Let it go?” I exhaled.

Another nod.

“Fine!”

She took my hands and pulled me to her, pressing my hands against her chest.

“I know you love me,” I assured her. “I won’t ever doubt it, but… I’m a man.” I tried to chuckle, but it was dry. “Whatever it is that is bothering you, that you’re doing, I want to help. I want to make it better. I need to protect you. That’s what I’m here for and I can’t do that if you won’t—”

She leaned forward and shut me up by pressing her lips against mine. Effectively ending this discussion.

Two days later, we were sitting in a doctor’s office, awaiting the doctor to come in and tell us her results after performing several tests and drawing blood from the future mother of my baby.

“Well congratulations, you were right, you are expecting.” Doctor Weiler beamed.

“Thank you,” I replied, squeezing my fiancée’s hand.

“A question though, do twins run in either of your families?”

“Twins?” I asked dumbfounded and then my heart skipped a beat since this was the second time the word had come up in a few days. My head turned to the woman by my side and a secretive smile spread across her lips.

“They run in yours?” I was astounded, but in a good way. “We’re having two babies?” I checked with the doctor.

“It looks that way. Congratulations.”

I rose, pulling my princess into my arms. “Thank you, thank you!” I showered her face with kisses.

The doctor cleared her throat. “I take this as in we’re pleased?”

“Very much so, thank you!” I offered my hand to the doctor.

“I honestly wasn’t involved in this.” She smirked.

The soon-to-be mother of my twins giggled and held her hand out to the doctor as well.

“Since you’re carrying twins, I’ll need to see you more often. For now, please make sure you take plenty of vitamins and…”

Her voice trailed off in my head. We made another appointment and left the office, but the entire time I felt as if I were walking on a cloud. A cloud of such immense happiness, I was sure I would explode.

“You are amazing,” I told her when we were on our way home. And just because I felt like it, I asked, “Daphne?”

She laughed out loud and I didn’t need to turn my head to know the answer to my question was another no.

The next weeks flew by. My princess remained stubborn about assuming an identity. Every time I brought it up, she held up her two fingers.

Two years.

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