I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Alden turned to Alice. "Alice, do something. You have to help her!"

Alice nodded. "Of course, leave it to me; I will handle it."

She stepped forward and gently helped Eleanor to her feet. "Let's get her to her room. We will proceed there."

With that, Alice carefully guided Eleanor down the hallway.

The rest of the family followed closely behind, their concern growing by the second.

Once they arrived at Eleanor's room, Alice opened the door and turned to address everyone. "Everyone stay outside," she said.

Regina hesitated, her protective instincts kicking in. "But—" she protested.

Before she could protest further, Alden placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Regina. Let Alice do her work."

His voice was soothing, but he could not hide the anxious tone of his worry.

Regina bit her lip but nodded as she stepped back slowly. Only Julian remained calm, but his mind was busy contemplating what could have caused Eleanor's sudden pain.

Stomachache...? He thought. Is it related to that...?

Inside the room, Alice quickly got to work, gently placing Eleanor on the bed.

Eleanor's body trembled as she continued crying. Her hands clutched her stomach, her face twisted in pain.

"Ah... ahhh... it hurts!" She screamed.

Alice's brow furrowed as she examined her. There were no visible injuries to explain the pain. Carefully, she pressed her hands on Eleanor's stomach, her fingers glowing faintly with healing energy.

"Eleanor," Alice said softly, trying to calm her down. "breathe. Focus on your breathing. Let me help you."

But Eleanor could barely hear her words. Her eyes were wide and unfocused, as if her mind was drifting somewhere far away.

Alice's breath quickened as she inspected Eleanor's stomach again. Her heart sank when she noticed a small bulge that hadn't been visible before. She pressed gently against it, her hands trembling slightly.

No... this can't be, she thought, her heart pounding in shock.

"She is pregnant...?" she whispered to herself.

The shock of the realization hit her hard. It didn't make sense. How could this have happened?

She quickly looked up at Eleanor, "Eleanor, tell me what is exactly happening to you."

Eleanor hesitated, her face flushed with confusion and pain. "I... I don't know," she whispered, breathlessly. "My stomach... it's just aching so badly. I thought it was just a stomachache... but now..."

Alice took a deep breath. "It's not just a random ache, is it? You have been feeling something different, haven't you?"

Eleanor fell silent and turned her gaze away from Alice. Her hands trembled as she held her stomach protectively.

Alice's gaze softened. "Eleanor..." she said, "How long have you been feeling this way?"

Eleanor didn't respond, and tears fell down her cheeks as she turned to her sides.

Alice stood up and walked to the door. She paused for a moment before opening it.

"I need Regina in here now," she said urgently.

The atmosphere outside the room was thick with tension.

Alden's hands were shaking slightly as he stepped forward. "What happened, Alice?" he asked. "Is she fine?"

Eva's worried tone followed, "Yes, Alice. Is she okay?"

Alice raised her hand to silence them. "Calm down, everyone," she said. "It's nothing serious."

With a final glance at the group, she stepped into the room with Regina and locked the door behind them.

Outside, Julian watched the scene unfold with an amused smile. He crossed his hands and leaned casually against the wall. His gaze flickered toward the door where Alice had just entered, and a thought crossed his mind.

"So... it's that, huh?" Julian murmured, his smile widening.

He chuckled to himself, "Am I going to be a father?" he said. His heart fluttered with excitement, but there was also a deeper layer of uncertainty beneath his outward confidence.

"Well... well, this certainly makes things interesting."

Inside the room, Regina's eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Alice, "What happened, Alice? Why are you so nervous?"

Alice hesitated as she tried to find the right words. She had always prided herself on being calm and composed, but this was something new to even her.

She looked at Regina, then back at Eleanor, who was still lying on the bed.

"I... I don't know how it happened, but..." Alice paused, unable to finish her sentence.

Regina tilted her head as she urged her, "What? Alice, tell me. What are you trying to say?"

Alice took a deep breath. "Eleanor is pregnant," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Regina's eyes widened, shock and confusion flashing across her face. "What... do you mean?" she stammered, as if trying to comprehend the implications of what Alice had just said.

Alice stood still, unsure of how to explain the unexplainable.

Regina, still processing the shock, shook her head slightly in disbelief. "How...? I mean... she's...?"

"I know," Alice interrupted. "It doesn't make sense. I have checked, and it's true. But I don't know how. I need to understand this myself."

Regina stood frozen for a moment, her gaze shifting to Eleanor. She approached the bed slowly and sat down beside Eleanor.

Her trembling hands reached out to caress Eleanor's stomach. The bulge in her stomach was unmistakable.

"She really is... pregnant," she whispered to herself, forcing herself to accept the reality.

She cupped Eleanor's cheeks with both hands, her touch gentle and reassuring. "Dear, don't be afraid. Tell me, did you know about it?" she asked.

Eleanor nodded silently.

Regina took a deep breath, trying to steady her own emotions before asking, "And... who is the... father?"

Eleanor hesitated. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, avoiding Regina's gaze.

Regina gently tilted Eleanor's head, urging her to meet her gaze. "Don't be afraid, Eleanor. Tell me. It's going to be fine. You can tell me."

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, "Ju... Julian..." Eleanor finally whispered, her voice barely audible.

For a moment, the room fell completely silent.

Regina's eyes widened briefly, but she did not seem too affected by the revelation. She remained silent, her gaze locked on Eleanor.

Meanwhile, Alice's shock was greater than anyone's. Her mouth opened wide in disbelief as she processed what Eleanor had just said. Her eyes darted between the two women—Regina, who seemed more composed, and Eleanor, who appeared both fragile and guilty.

Her hands trembled as she placed them on the edge of the bed, struggling to come to terms with the situation.

"Wait, wait," Alice uttered. "Are you telling me... Julian and Eleanor...?" she paused, "But... they're siblings!?"

She couldn't quite wrap her mind around it. She looked at Eleanor's vulnerable form lying in bed, then at Regina. How could this happen? How could Julian—her nephew—do this to his own sister?

Confusion, disgust, and horror overwhelmed her the more she thought about it.

What was going through your mind, Eleanor? How could you... let Julian do this to you? She thought, unable to voice her opinion.

Regina broke the silence, "Eleanor, tell me—how long has it been?" She asked calmly.

Eleanor, still unable to meet Regina's gaze, whispered, "A while... I was afraid to say anything."

Regina placed a gentle hand on Eleanor's shoulder. "Well... take a rest for now. We will figure it out later," she said, offering a reassuring smile.

Alice's blood boiled seeing the calmness in Regina's voice as if it was nothing unusual to her.

"Regina! What is wrong with you? Why are you so calm about this?" She screamed, her disbelief quickly shifting to outrage.

Regina turned to face her "Because I have no objection to it, Alice," she said simply and casually.

Alice stood silent for a moment before she shouted. "No objection? Your son fucked your daughter, and now she's carrying his child—and you have no objection?"

She took a step forward. "How can you stand there so... unbothered by this? What kind of mother are you?"

Regina met Alice's gaze with a calm intensity that sent a chill down her spine. "A mother who trusts her children," she replied. "They know what they're doing. This is their choice, and I will stand by them."

Alice flinched, her mind refusing to accept what her ears had heard. "Trust? This—this isn't about trust, Regina! It's about right and wrong! It's about—"

Regina raised a hand, silencing her. "Enough, Alice."

Alice could not remain silent. "We're talking about incest, Regina. Do you even hear yourself? This is wrong. It's beyond wrong—it's monstrous!"

Regina raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with it?"

Alice stumbled back, her legs threatening to give up as the weight of Regina's words crashed into her. "What… did you just say?" she whispered, as though hoping she had misheard.

Regina's gaze didn't falter. "I said, What's wrong with it? Julian and Eleanor made their choice. They love each other. Who are we to judge?"

Her words were like a slap to Alice, "Who are we to judge—?" She choked on the words.

"Regina, have you lost your mind? This isn't just some... forbidden romance! This is a betrayal of blood, of family, of decency!"