Neve stared at the description on the system screen.
{Blanket more suitable for pregnant host}
Pregnant host? Him?
He read it twice to make sure he had not misunderstood. But the words were clear. The system had given him a blanket designed for someone who was pregnant.
He almost did not want to believe it.
But he could not stop himself from thinking about it either.
He took the blanket off and held it in his hands, turning it over like the material might tell him something different. It was soft and warm and clearly designed with extra space in the front section to accommodate a larger belly.
He touched his own stomach carefully.
He remembered that night with Cael. The wild, intense night just before the Winter Festival. Everything that happened that night. Everything they had done. Every position. Every touch. Every moment.
It was absolutely possible that those activities could result in pregnancy.
He stared at the system screen again.
