The morning sun streamed into the royal dining hall, bathing the room in golden light. The royal family sat around a grand table adorned with silverware and freshly baked pastries, their faces glowing with happiness. The air was alive with conversation, laughter punctuating the calm morning.
“It’s tradition to host a feast when an heir is on the way,” Former King Alfred announced, his voice rich with pride. “We must start preparations soon. Especially since we know this is the real deal.”
Damien glanced at Elenor, who sipped her tea with a soft smile. She radiated joy, but he could see the weariness in her posture. “We’ll discuss that, Father. For now, our priority is ensuring Elenor is well taken care of.”
Liam, seated beside Elenor with Alexander perched on his knee, smirked. “You’ll
