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JESSIMA
Jessima kissed Eddie’s head as he gurgled and fidgeted in Princess Georgina’s arms. The Queen of Fertilian knew her son wanted to be set down and given the freedom to crawl as he pleased. At ten months old, his personality was beginning to bloom. He was adventurous with a deep curiosity about the world. He was pulling himself up to standing from a seated position, clinging onto furniture and taking tentative steps. She knew he would be walking soon.
And she would miss it.
She would miss his first birthday too, and possibly every other birthday after that, but she shook that thought away. She had to believe she would see him again, and soon. And if not, then she had to trust that when he was old enough to understand, he would be proud of his mother for fighting back, for l
