The wine of glass tightly held between his fingers slipped and fell to the floor in mere moments. Abraham was entirely frozen, as though he had learned a petrifying discovery. When Charlotte saw his reaction, she couldn't help but lightly chuckle as she took a step back.
"H-How can this be?" He mumbled to himself, unable to believe the information that had escaped the supple lips of the Prime Minister. On the other hand, Charlotte raised her eyebrows, crossing her arms while staring at him with a judgmental gaze.
"You have a gal to say that for someone who's f*cking her every day since the establishment of UWG." She remarked, disappointed by the words of Abraham. "The two of you didn't even use contraceptives, so I don't see why you're so surprised."
"But..." Abraham found himself in a precarious situation, though he realized something crucial. "Wait, how the hell do you even have such an information?" Their time together should be a secret. He made sure of it as their hyperactivity wouldn't do good for their image.
Charlotte avoided his gaze and quietly replied. "Ask her..." She was a bit annoyed as she remembered how she had gotten such intel. 'That damn problem dragon's always complimenting your skills in making her feel beyond satisfied.'
Laplace's pregnancy was an inevitable reality. The moment Abraham understood this simple fact. He stood up with a serious expression plastered on his face. After all, this was an urgent situation, which he must immediately handle.
"Charlotte, where is she?" He questioned the gorgeous lady whose exasperation faded and replaced with a soft smile. Laplace should be in Dawn City, taken care of by the greatest doctors in the United World Government."
Her reply echoed into his ears as a destination formed inside his mind.
"Please prepare a C-130 for me. I need to reach the city in half an hour." Abraham wore his coat and straightened his back. Time was running for him. He needed to be there fast for his wife. "I have already made the preparation, Abraham."
"A plane should be ready for you in the airfield." Charlotte had already arranged the transport of Abraham. She understood how important would it be to be there for their loved ones. Though, from his expression alone, one would have misunderstood the problem dragon to be giving birth.
"Thank you for your assistance, Charlotte. I'll treat you next time." Abraham smiled at the Prime Minister, appreciating her remarkable intelligence in such matters. "I'll take the favor, Abraham. Take care, and please be there for Laplace." She gave him a thumbs up as he swiftly left the office.
After he left, silence consumed the office and home of the Authority. The title was a result of the understanding regarding how much power he held over the United World Government. It wasn't to be underestimated as it was the highest.
"It does make me wonder how it feels." Charlotte touched her abdomen with her imagination running wild inside her mind. She quickly shook her head and calmed herself from such fantasies.
On the other hand, in the southern airfield of the installation. A C-130 was on the runway ready for take off. Its cargo hadn't arrived yet, but it was already throttling its engines forward. The aviation officers glanced in the empty landscape that surrounded the airfield while the plane slowly moved onward.
With this in mind, the aviation officers promptly nodded and opened the ramp of the C-130. The alarms blared out as crimson lights flashed in and out of existence. Abraham stood up from his seat and gazed at the city below them.
The Dawn City was a metropolis born from the Port of Dawn. After Abraham had upgraded it to its third level, a massive city sprung up into the mainland of Crescere. The Dawn City was the most beastfolk-populated city in the United World Government, with 60% of the population being beastfolk.
He wondered how such a thing happened. But regarded it as the reproducing abilities of the Beastfolk being a league of its own. The families of Beastfolks were large with the average consisting of 10 family members.
It made the population of Beastfolks younger, but also easier for the United World Government to educate the values of freedom, respect, and loyalty. Peace had been the usual in Dawn City, especially with Laplace being its Guardian Deity.
That's right. Although met with hesitance, Laplace accepted the title as the Guardian Deity of Dawn. With her around, it was difficult for crime-minded individuals to sprung up even with migration constantly circulating in the city.
There was no hiding with her around.
"It's as beautiful as ever." Abraham muttered to himself gazing at the twinkling skylines of the metropolis. He glanced back at the aviation officers, who merely gave him a nod. He nodded back at them and didn't hesitate to jump from the soaring aircraft.
Meanwhile...
Inside of the Dawn General Hospital, Laplace found herself laying on a soft and comfortable bed, gazing through the balcony of her room. Her medical room was riddled with advanced protection barriers, not with the intention of protecting her, but to assure that the hospital doesn't collapse.
"I can't believe I threw out lava from my mouth..." Laplace shook her head and wryly smiled. The discovery of her pregnancy was somewhat hilarious. While checking the reports of the Special Response Division, she haphazardly threw up lava, spilling them throughout the floor.
Her subordinates quickly noticed the urgent circumstance and assisted her into the hospital. Some even got burnt trying to help her. After all, lava was quite a hot and dangerous substance to vomit all about.
What was even funnier was the simple fact that the doctors giving her a check up needed dozens of protection barriers, guaranteeing that they would be able to keep their lives in the process of understanding her condition. After all, lava wasn't to be underestimated.
Laplace sighed and stared at the windows as the edges of her lips rose. "Took you long enough, Abraham." From the balcony, Abraham stepped inside with raised eyebrows. He wondered why a balcony was in a hospital room, but before inquiring about that, his wife was of utmost importance.
"How does it feel to put a baby in a dragon, My Love?" Laplace softly smiled at the so-called Authority, who felt chills in his spine.