Morning sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains of my royal suite as I pulled on a loose-fitting dress that accommodated my growing belly. It was check-up day, and despite everything happening in our chaotic lives, Kaelen had insisted we keep the appointment.
I studied my reflection in the mirror, noticing how much my body had changed over the past months. My hands traced the curve of my stomach where Rhys grew stronger every day. A smile tugged at my lips as I felt a flutter of movement beneath my palm.
"Good morning to you too, little one," I whispered.
A knock at the door interrupted my moment of peace.
"Come in," I called, expecting Lyra or one of the palace staff.
Instead, Kaelen's broad frame filled the doorway. His green eyes swept over me, something soft in his gaze despite the tension that had lingered between us since our argument.
"Ready for your appointment?" he asked, his voice carefully neutral.
