A week had passed since Charles returned, and there was still no sign of Benjamin. He was becoming restless.
Felix tried to reassure him. "Don't worry too much, Charles. Wren and Benjamin are likely just sightseeing. There are many interesting places on the route back."
"Benjamin can protect himself," Calix added. "You know that. You're just overly worried."
Charles shook his head and sat down, burying his face in his hands. "He's pregnant."
The room went silent. "Come again?" Calix asked, stunned.
"You heard me," Charles said.
Felix and Calix exchanged shocked looks, unable to speak for a moment. Finally, Felix asked softly, "When did you find out?"
"Ben told me the night before the ball. But… he said he might not keep it."
Both men nodded. They understood it was Benjamin's choice.
"Do you want the child?" Calix asked.
