Its a boy

You excuse your self from the court and run off to find Mirre. She is in her bedchamber. Meer is holding her hand as she lays on her side her tail raise. Whin, the centauress midwife is laying down behind Mirre giving her instructions and feeling Mirre's pussy. There is a bowl of hot water and some clean towels next to her. Whin looks up at you. "Normally the father is not to be present at the birth, such thing are only for women's eyes, but you are an expecting mother too so I will allow it. come comfort your wife." She instructs you.

Author's note: I do not agree with the above statement but it fits the setting.

You go over to Mirre who grasps your arm and squeezes it hard.

"AAAAARRRRRRRRRRR, it hurts" she cries in pain.

"You'll be fine, you fought a dragon remember, your brave." You reassure her but begin to have doubts about your own pregnancy.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! THE DRAGON DIDN'T HURT THIS MUCH WHEN HE GAVE ME THEIS SCARS!" Mirre screen

It takes some time but eventually you see an amniotic sack emerge along with the baby's arms and front legs inside it. Whin reaches down and breaks the sack as the head emerges so that the baby can breathe.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Cries Mirre as the human haf of the baby fully emerges along with the rest of it's frount legs.

"Keep pushing," you say encouragingly.

"AH, EASY FOR YOU TO SAY YOU WOULD BE DONE BY NOW!" Mirre retorts not in anger but pain.

A few more pushes and screams and your baby son is born.

You find out that his coat colour is Palamino your blond hair blood must act as the blood of a horse/centaur that produces cream foals. (your blond hair gene acts like the cream locus for horses for those with modern, not fantasy knowledge)

You name him Draco after the dragon attack that interupted you after his conception and the dragon-slaying that brought you back together.