I'm My Lady's Butler, so it is My Duty to Grant you a Happy Ending

Chapter 8: Thank you

"Ivett! We're having a baby!"

The handsome man with platinum hair paused, looking up at the sudden interruption of his friend barging into his study. He couldn't help but worry about the security of his estate, even if said intruder was the newly-appointed emperor.

"... I see."

The blonde-haired man couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, after Ivett's lukewarm response.

"Can't you sound more excited for your friend! I'm going to be a father! It's Ellie's child, so of course, she's gonna be the cutest baby ever!"

"How do you know it's going to be a girl? Wouldn't the Emperor usually want a prince, not a princess?"

Victor looked at Ivett with a look as if he was pitying him, after being confused by his question. The latter couldn't help but want to commit lèse-majesté, feeling insulted.

"Of course it will be a girl, my friend. After all, if it's a boy, he would look like me, and if it's a girl, it'll look like Ellie. So, of course, it has to be a girl! I'm surprised you would even ask that question."

"..."

Ivett looked at his friend's smug face, wondering how someone so stupid could be the emperor now. If Eleanor wasn't the empress, he would be very worried about the state of this empire. Who taught him this?

"That's not how..."

"Hm?"

Watching his face that didn't seem to think he could ever be wrong, Ivett remembered the annoyance he felt earlier.

"Nevermind. It's not important."

Ivett never thought he would ever wish for his friend's baby to be a boy so much in his life.

"But I really am disappointed! I was so excited when I heard you and Lady Lucretia were expecting, a few months ago!"

"Yes. You were very excited. One could even say too excited.

Ivett couldn't forget the day he heard the news. Before he could even cry or celebrate with his wife, Victor was somehow already there and louder than either of them. It made them wonder if he was the one having the child instead. With someone so excited, it couldn't help but make others around him calmer.

It was only after Eleanor had dragged Victor away, could they have the chance of being excited over their own child.

"That also means our children will be close in age, right? If you also have a girl, they can be playmates!"

"And if they're a boy?"

"Haha... no."

The platinum-haired man only became more curious about what would happen if Victor's child really ended up being a boy.

As the two continued to chat, Ivett waited for Eleanor to come rushing in to bring the Emperor back to the palace, as per usual. He still couldn't help but wonder how Victor kept finding ways to sneak out, and also why the previous emperor chose him as the crown prince, of all people.

BAM!!

The two suddenly turned their head to the door opening suddenly, a surprised look appearing on their faces.

A maid, with a panic-stricken face, was out of breath, as if they had ran all the way here. The words coming out of their mouth almost tripped over themselves.

"T-th— The m-madam is going through labor!"

In a split second, it felt as though the world had gone silent, as both confusion and worry clashed in Ivett's head. However, he quickly shook out of it, as he rose up from his desk.