Alexander’s POV
Every other day, Prince Timmeu’s nannies would drop him off in our rooms for a playdate. The little prince had dragged a toy wagon of his stuffed toys into our room and carefully arranged them on the bed before politely asking to play with the baby.
Cassidy pursed his lips to smother his laughter. “It’s too early to play with the baby, Timmeu.”
Timmeu frowned. “Why?”
Cass looked at me helplessly. I shrugged at him with a huge grin on my face. “The baby is inside Cassidy’s belly,” I tell Timmeu.
Timmeu turns to Cass with wide, shocked eyes. “You ate the baby?”
Cassidy makes a face at me. “The baby is still growing. They can’t come out to play until they are big enough,” he tells the pup.
TImmeu’s small shoulder sag visibly. He pouts, encircled in a ring of his toys.
