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In the quiet of the late night, Rose suddenly woke from a chaotic dream, feeling a strong wave of pain rushing over her. Instinctively, she placed her hand on her abdomen. This pain was unlike any discomfort she had experienced before, it came in waves, one after another, with an undeniable sense of urgency.
"Charlotte!" Her voice sounded particularly abrupt in the silence of the night, despite her efforts to lower it, the urgency and pain in her voice couldn't be concealed.
Charlotte immediately woke up from her sleep and turned to look at Rose. She saw Rose's face contorted with pain, sweat beading on her forehead. She immediately realized what had happened, without any hesitation, she quickly pressed the call button by the bed and carefully helped Rose sit up.
"I'm here, Rose, don't be afraid," Charlotte's voice was calm, but the tension and concern were unmistakable.
Just a few minutes later, the door of the bedroom was gently pushed open, and an experienced midwife and her assistant hurried in, followed by the family's private doctor. They quickly transformed the bedroom into a temporary delivery room, carrying out a series of preparations, from sterilizing instruments to arranging the bed, with each step being carried out efficiently.
Charlotte held Rose's hand, silently giving her strength. His cedarwood scent filled the room, creating a reassuring environment for Rose. Despite the pain, she continued to strive to remain calm, knowing that at this moment, she was not only Charlotte's wife, but also the mother of their child.
As time passed by, Rose's contractions became more and more frequent, each wave seeming to test her limits. Charlotte remained by her side throughout this process, his hand always holding hers, gently massaging her whenever the contractions hit, trying to distract her attention.
"You're doing great, Rose, our baby will be here soon," Charlotte whispered softly in her ear, his words devoid of any panic, only encouragement and comfort.
Rose, in the midst of pain, forced a faint smile, her eyes filled with determination. "I know, Charlotte. I also really want to see him soon."
Rose lay on the bed, her face alternating between exhaustion and determination. Each wave of pain tensed her body, but her eyes were filled with an unyielding light.
Charlotte tightly holds Rose's hand, his eyes firm and gentle, giving her the greatest support and love. Although worry is evident on his face, he remains calm, providing comfort and strength to Rose through his presence.
The midwife is busy nearby, her movements skilled and gentle, offering support to Rose with encouraging and guiding words: "Your Highness, you're doing great. Just a little more effort, and you'll soon meet your baby." The midwife's voice serves as a warm source of strength, helping Rose focus and face the pain of childbirth.
As time passed by, minute by minute, Rose's efforts gradually approached the finish line. Charlotte looked at Rose's sweat-soaked forehead and gently wiped it with a handkerchief, his actions filled with care: "Rose, my love, you are very brave, and I am proud of you."
Finally, after enduring long and arduous hours, as Rose took her final deep breath and exerted all her strength, the entire room suddenly became unusually quiet. Then, a clear and powerful baby's cry cut through the silence, announcing the arrival of new life.
Charlotte and Rose both had radiant smiles on their faces, and all the exhaustion and pain turned into endless joy and gratitude at that moment. Charlotte gently kissed Rose's forehead and said affectionately, " Rose, you did so well, I love you." Tears and smiles filled Rose's eyes as she tightly held Charlotte's hand. No more words were needed; their hearts were already tightly connected.
Charlotte's heart was filled with indescribable excitement and joy as he watched the midwife carefully clean the crying baby and wrap it in swaddling clothes before placing it in Rose's arms. At that moment, Rose had a tired yet incredibly happy smile on her face as she gently stroked the baby's head, tears silently streaming down.
Charlotte kissed the sweat on Rose's forehead, his gesture filled with gratitude. And when he took his son from the midwife's hands, he carefully examined this little life, his eyes filled with love and pride.
This newborn male Alpha baby, his eyes closed tightly, his face still bearing the rosy glow of birth. Charlotte could feel the immense potential emanating from this little life. This child is not only the crystallization of his and Rose's love, but also the hope of the empire's future, the future prince.
After confirming the safety of the mother and child, Rose temporarily fell into a coma due to exhaustion. Charlotte gently placed the baby back in the crib and returned to Rose, softly holding her hand and quietly keeping watch until she woke up again.
For Charlotte and Rose, this night was the most extraordinary of their lives. Their love, through this new life, found continuity and sublimation.
When Rose opened her eyes again, the room was filled with a peaceful atmosphere. In the dim light, Charlotte was sitting by the bed, his deep golden eyes full of concern. Seeing her wake up, Charlotte's face showed a relieved smile, but soon he noticed Rose's anxious gaze.
"Charlotte, where's the baby?" Rose's voice was weak but urgent. She struggled to sit up, but found it difficult due to the weakness from the recent childbirth.
Charlotte gently held her shoulder, signaling that she didn't need to move in a hurry. "Don't worry, he's right by your side. Our son, he's very healthy and very quiet," said Charlotte as she got up and walked to the baby crib, carefully picking up the tiny body wrapped in a soft blue blanket.
Rose's eyes were immediately drawn to this little life in front of her. She reached out, eager to touch the child's cheek. As her fingers gently slid over his tender little face, an unprecedented emotion surged in her heart.
"He's really adorable, Charlotte," Rose said with wonder in her voice.
Charlotte sat back down next to Rose, her gaze tenderly resting on her and the child. "Yes, he's our miracle. Would you like to feed him yourself?" There was a slight hesitation in Charlotte's question, as according to royal tradition, noble princesses usually do not need to breastfeed personally.
Rose nodded, her gaze firm and filled with maternal love. "I want to personally take care of our child, Charlotte. It's important to me, to him."
Charlotte didn't raise any objections, his eyes filled with love for Rose. He gently placed the child in Rose's arms, then stepped back to give them space.
When Rose carefully unbuttoned her clothes to breastfeed, Charlotte couldn't help but be drawn to her. Watching Rose exude a delicate beauty under the glow of motherhood, an unprecedented emotion surged within him.
As the child began to suckle, Rose's gaze softened even more, and she gently stroked the child's head. In that moment, she felt a happiness like never before.
Charlotte felt a twinge of jealousy, and she coughed lightly, trying to conceal her emotions. "It seems I need to find something to do to give you and your son some private space."
Rose looked up, a meaningful smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Charlotte, you don't need to avoid it. He is your child too."
After the child was fed, Charlotte noticed that some milk had not been completely sucked by the little mouth, and Rose's breasts were still a little swollen. She gently approached and used selfish words to ease this awkward and intimate moment, "It looks like I can help clean up the leftovers too."
Rose blushed, but it was quickly replaced by a smile. She softly scolded, "Charlotte, don't be so improper."
Charlotte's behavior may be somewhat playful, but his eyes are extremely gentle, full of deep love for Rose and the child. He lowered his head, took the swollen breast, and sucked out the remaining milk for the child, and swallowed it.
He seemed to be not fully satisfied and commented, "A little fishy, the milk taste is very strong."
Rose blushed and lightly tapped her husband, who was acting like a rogue.
After completing this small "task," he gently kissed Rose's forehead, then turned to the child, his eyes shining with immense pride and love.
"Rose, I love you, and I love our child. I will protect you both, no matter what challenges we may face," said Charlotte in a low, firm voice, revealing his sense of responsibility as an Alpha and a future leader of the empire.
Rose smiled, her eyes shining with deep trust in Charlotte. "I know, Charlotte. I also believe that we, and our love, can overcome anything."
At this moment, their hearts are closely connected, not only as husband and wife, but also as parents of a child. Their relationship has become even closer because of the arrival of this little life.
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