Seven months had passed since Royal became pregnant to everyone else, only it wasn't a pregnancy and she knew it. Her stomach was as wide as a beachball and she sometimes waddled like a penguin. She could feel the egg carrying her sister continue to grow but she couldn't see it, nor did she want anyone performing an ultrasound on her so she could have her own little surprise. The egg by this point was likely the size of an ostrich egg and she could feel it taking up every inch of her stomach. Though she did enjoy the extra attention, she did want to take care of her rebirth. Although there was no real kicks like in regular pregnancies, the shifting of the hardened shell was enough to elongate her stomach periodically. One afternoon, when Royal was laying on the couch, with Dancer rubbing on her sore paws, she felt another large turn of the egg and jolted up with a yelp. It pushed on all of her organs at once and she could feel her body preparing to expel it. Fursat had been passing by her door when he heard this and knocked. "Is everything alright in there?" he said "YES!" Royal shouted from the other side and clicked her remote lock to open the door for him. The black and red demon walked inside and saw his girl laying on the couch. "What's wrong hon?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face and took a couple of steps closer. "I think I'm getting close to the time." Royal looked at him with a glazed yet happy look. "That's wonderful!" her man said as he walked around the back of the couch. "I'm going to be a daddy!" Dancer smiled at them both as he switched to rub on Royals other paw. Before Royal could tell him otherwise, he gave her a big happy kiss and she got lost in the moment. She closed her eyes as they embraced and he rubbed on her stomach. She would tell him later after the birth. She wasn't going to give up all of this ill-gotten affection from everyone until she absolutely had to.