Nyx's Pov

I held Liam against my chest, rocking him gently. My arms shook from the weight of my emotions, not from his tiny body. He was warm, soft, smelling faintly of milk and powder. My heart ached with so much love that I thought it might burst.

Nora sniffled quietly beside me, her eyes shining with tears. Amara, the other maid, wiped her cheeks with her sleeve, her lips trembling as she watched.

For a moment, it was only the sound of my baby’s soft breaths against my skin.

I kissed the top of his head, my tears wetting his fine hair. “My baby,” I whispered. “My Liam. Mama’s...