Ferdinand's trip to Portugal ended in great haste. From start to finish, it had taken less than a week before he hurriedly wrapped it up.
Adding the more than half a month in London and the time spent on the road, this diplomatic visit had already taken over a month. When he had left Sofia, it had still been early May; now it was already mid-June, and Ferdinand's heart had long since flown back home.
To put it plainly, his wife had given birth! And this time, Ferdinand had hit the jackpot—two had come at once!
The moment he received this good news, Ferdinand could no longer keep calm. Everyone knew that the odds of twins were very low, roughly around one percent under normal circumstances. Ferdinand had never expected to win this prize himself!
Of course, this was a prize only in the present. In Ferdinand's previous life, his expression would have been completely different, because two boys had arrived at once!
But now, none of that was a problem. The more, the better! Even if they were quintuplets or sextuplets, Ferdinand would welcome them all!
After all, a king's sons had nothing to worry about. No one would ever come demanding cars, houses, or money from them! If there had been a rich list now, the Bulgarian royal family's wealth would certainly have ranked near the very top!
At most, it might be a little harder for them to find wives of matching status in the future. But Ferdinand did not think that mattered. If noble young ladies of equal rank were hard to find, then they could just lower the standards a little, couldn't they?
Besides, with so many sons, they would certainly hold the advantage in marriage alliances. When princes married, they could at least make