Breaking down walls (Ereri / Riren) fanfic 💖

Chapter "41"

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To feel the comforting palace beds again, Eren could say that he was glad - in a way - to be back. Do get him wrong, the bed in the house back in Shiganshina was amazing, but there was something about palace beds. They were fluffy.

Eren woke up to Levi gone. Damn, there was probably a meeting. Didn't Levi say that Eren could join after they were married? Eren could see a wedding ring on his finger, so he classed that as being married to the King of Maria...oh god he just married
the King of Maria!

Eren sat up, carefully of the bump of his belly and the ache of his back. He eyed the wedding ring. It wasn't as beautiful as his engagement ring, but they never were. It was just a plain golden ring, except it had the writing 'Queen' engraved into it.

What time was it? The birds were chirping and Eren could hear footsteps outside in the corridor. Eren quickly got dressed into very baggy clothes and left the bedroom. Servants immediately bowed in respect upon seeing him.

Eren was now the husband of the King, which also meant that their child would not be born a bastard. Eren was content with just that, but Levi wanted Eren to rule beside him and have the title of 'Queen', instead of just 'wife' or 'husband' or whatever.

Thinking about it, what was Eren going to be to the cub? Levi was obviously the father, but was Eren seriously the mother? He was a guy. What about milk? Female produce milk so they could feed their child. Eren could not see breasts growing, and he didn't
want them.

Eren was getting stressed out in the hallway and was causing the servants to look at him. Thankfully, Petra was walking by and saw the stressed out future Queen. She smiled.

"Eren!" she called. Eren stopped thinking and looked up.

"Petra?" he replied. Petra looked confused at Eren's reaction and grabbed his hand, leading him to the library. It was their place to talk.

They entered and Petra sat Eren down by the window.

"Eren, what's wrong?" she asked, a worried expression. Eren looked down.

"I'm stressing out," he replied.

"I can see that," Petra said, causing Eren to pout at her. Petra sighed and knelt down. "What are you stressed about? You just got married. You should be happy."

Eren sighed.

"I'm just thinking about the cub," he replied. Petra frowned.

"What about the cub?" she asked. Eren blushed slightly.

"Just about what the cub will call me and how I will feed it," he muttered quietly. Petra seemed to understand and smiled gently. She patted his hand.

"You can be anything to the cub, Eren. You can be Mama or Papa. If you're Papa, I suggest Levi be something else. Embrace that you are to become a mother, Eren, whether you like it or not, so I suggest Mama. I do hope you like it," Petra seemed uneasy.
Eren nodded.

"Okay, the main problem is feeding," he said. Petra sighed and thought.

"You obviously aren't growing a chest, so I wonder. Maybe you're just one of those people with really small boobs," she suggested. Eren immediately covered his chest.

"Petra!" he complained. Petra burst out laughed.

"I wouldn't worry about it, Eren. If you can't produce milk, then they shall be handed to the midwives for that job," she said. Eren looked down, slightly upset.

"But I don't want that. I don't want someone else feeding my child," he said. Petra calmed down and half smiled.

"Maybe you just need time. If your chest starts to hurt, it means you can feed them, okay?" Petra said. Eren nodded.