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THE BABY SHOWER BALL
Myla and I spend most of the next day working on the baby’s room. This means a lot of emptying boxes and removing weaponry from walls. In short order, our suite looks like the combination of a baby store, gladiator school, and World War II bombing site.
Although our home becomes a mess, it’s good to have the distraction of organizing things. There are tons of paperwork from both Purgatory and Antrum to go through as well. The day passes in a blur. Before we know it, the big hour arrives.
Time to get ready for the baby shower ball.
Myla wears her Scala robes. A loose silk robe hangs over her shoulders. For my part, I sport my regular outfit as king: a dark tunic, black leather pants, and matching high boots. Both of us wear thin silver crowns.
The hour
