I panted as I prepared for another push. "I-I can't" I breathed on the verge of tears. "Everything hurts"
"Madja she's drained from the attack. Is there anything you can give her?" Rhys pleated, continuing to whip my sweat and hold my hands.
"I'm afraid not high lord. I'm sorry. I cannot take the risk of it interfering with the labor." Rhys nodded and turned to me with a devilish smirk on his face.
"Oh, how the stories will be told. Feyre curse breaker can't even deliver a baby?" He was doing this on purpose. Getting me mad for one final push. I didn't know whether to kiss him or smack him for it. "Come on Feyre darling" he said kissing my head. "One more".
I gathered my remaining strength and gave one large final push. My grunt turning into a scream until I heard the baby's cries. "You did it!" Rhys said. But my vision turned foggy and the last thing I remember is the cries of my baby and Rhys face before darkness claimed me.
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FanfictionCompleted~Life after the war was not the same for anyone, especially the inner circle. But years later when everyone is starting to heal, Rhys and Feyre get a little surprise; but is it a good one? All characters belong to Sarah j mass None of this...
