Chapter 1

The tyrannical Dragon King, heirless for years, finally welcomes a dragon heir, and the whole palace weeps with joy.

But at the celebration feast, the Queen above everyone else announces in front of the whole court that she wants to end the pregnancy.

“I’m in my prime. This is the time for me to chase my ambitions.”

“My life belongs to me, not to fate. No woman should ever be used as a breeding tool!”

She strokes her belly, her face full of pride.

“I ask Your Majesty to grant me a bowl of abortion potion.”

The Dragon King is so furious he smashes his goblet. The Queen Mother goes livid.

I shrink into the corner, wishing I could shove my head under the table.

But in the next second, a soft, babyish voice suddenly starts cursing beside my ear.

【That stupid god of death! I fought so hard just to become her baby. How did I end up in the belly of such an idiot?】

【I’m the Lucky Baby. I can bring amazing luck to everyone I love. If she doesn’t want me, plenty of others will!】

My head gets hot, and I blurt out without thinking, “I do! I want it!”

Everyone in the hall turns to look at me.

The next second, the Dragon King pulls out his sword and presses it to my neck.

“Lydia. What exactly do you want?”

My legs go weak. In a panic, I drop to my knees.

“I… I want to ease Her Majesty’s burden!”

“And I am willing to carry Your Majesty’s bloodline!”

……

The moment I finish speaking, that soft baby voice rings out again.

【Huh?】

【Can this little mate understand my baby words?】

【You have strong bones and a quick mouth. Want to be my mommy?】

My vision goes dark.

Sweet little disaster, please pick your mommy later. My neck is still under his sword.

“Of course. Another small-minded court woman.”

Elara’s scornful eyes sweep over me. “You don’t understand the value of youth and freedom at all.”

“Throwing yourself at a man just to have his baby. How are you any different from a servant?”

Several of the Dragon King’s other mates go pale, but no one dares to speak.

I am about to keep playing dead, but the baby voice by my ear is already furious.

【You’re the servant!】

【Your whole family are servants!】

【Being sent into your belly is the worst luck of eight lifetimes!】

Elara can’t hear it. She still keeps her chin raised.

“If a woman’s whole life is nothing but pregnancy and birth, how is she any different from breeding stock locked in a pen?”

I hold back, then hold back again, but I still can’t stop myself.

“If Her Majesty doesn’t want to give birth, that is Her Majesty’s choice.”

“But if I want to give birth, isn’t that my choice too?”

The Queen Mother’s fingers pause.

Kaelen lowers his eyes to me, and his blade finally moves half an inch away.

Elara narrows her eyes, and a cold smile pulls at her lips.

“Choice?”

She lightly pats her belly, her voice full of mockery. “Which of Kaelen’s other mates doesn’t want a baby?”

“Every one of them would fill her belly if she could. Brood sows, all of them.”

Several mates turn white at once.

Elara acts like she doesn’t see them. Her smile only grows prouder.

“Too bad. The ones who want it can’t have it.”

She raises her brows, her face full of arrogance. “And I, the one who doesn’t want it, am the one who got pregnant.”

【Where did this idiot come from?】

【The King is cursed to have no heirs. If I hadn’t fought so hard, do you think you’d be standing here showing off?】

【And she still dares to look down on me? I’m so mad!】

Kaelen’s face turns completely dark.

Elara hides behind her belly, but she still isn’t afraid.