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Kai smiled, walking into their room and closing the door behind her. He turned to her, kissing her deeply. "Our little eclipse..."
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Camery squeaked as he turned to kiss her, although wrapped her arms around his neck happily, sort of leaning up on her tip toes. The child would be an heir... but above all else, their child. All theirs, and by god she'd love and protect it with everything she had. She vowed this baby wouldn't know any hardship, and she knew the child would be spoilt beyond words. "All ours. And you're all mine," she hummed softly, pecking his lips softly.
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"And I'm all yours," he smiled, cupping her face and kissing her.
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Camery smiled softly and kissed him back, then gently patted his back before going to sit on the edge of the bed with a small chuckle. "God... my mother is going to be so excited and-" she paused for a moment humming in thought. "My father would have been excited too," she whispered.
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Kais smile faded as she mentioned her father. Yes, the man had tried to kill him, but he knew Camery still loved her father, or at least who he used to be. Kai took her hands, "I'm sorry, darling..." he whispered softly.
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Camery glanced up as he took her hands, and offered a small, nervous looking smile. "It's hardly your fault," she sighed, gently squeezing his hands to come and sit next to her. She still had to go over there at some point... she had to talk to the man. Probably before she was... noticeably pregnant.
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Kai sat down next to her. "I know, it's just, I don't like that you two are on bad terms because of me,"
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Camery shook her head quickly, taking his hands back up again. "Oh... god, Malakai it's really not your fualt," she promised softly. "He's... something wrong with him. It's nothing to do with you," she whispered.
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"Baby, we both know its because of me," he sighed. "He wasn't like this before you left the Day Kingdom for me, was he?"
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Camery furrowed her brows softly, crossing her legs up on the bed. "Malakai, you can't carry that - it's not on you," told him carefully. "You didn't make him do anything. You didn't make him hurt you, or my mother," she murmured, letting out a slow breath. "He's upset that I did something I knew he didn't like and... he would have been unstable. None of this is your fualt, don't you dare believe that," she whispered.
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