Thersia gazed out of the nursery window at the vast estate. The room was filled with a cozy, golden light from the setting sun, accentuating the gentle pastel hues selected for the nursery. The crib had been arranged, featuring a mobile of small stars and moons, and the dresser was stocked with the cute baby outfits they had purchased. Luka walked into the room, carrying a beautifully wrapped gift box in shiny silver paper.
He presented it to Thersia, who gazed at him with intrigue. "What is this?" she inquired, carefully untying the ribbon with her fingers. "It's a small gift for the baby," Luka replied casually. Even though he seemed uninterested, Thersia could tell he was putting in effort. A stunning silver rattle with detailed engravings was found inside the box. Thersia's expres
