Chapter 147

Aurora sat by the wide window of the castle nursery, her golden eyes softened now into their usual warm brown as the sunlight poured in across the cribs lined neatly beside each other.

Four tiny breaths, four tiny heartbeats, four little lives sleeping so peacefully under her gaze. She traced her fingers across the wooden frame of one crib, her lips curving into a smile that was both tender and full of unspoken promises.

It had been months of chaos, fear, and battles that almost stole everything from them, but here they were at last, in peace, watching their legacy breathe before their eyes.

Rowan chose their names....