The soft knock on the door pulled Rachael's attention away from her thoughts, and she looked up to see the maid standing in the doorway, her hands clasped nervously.
"Luna Rachael, Arya is here," the maid said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rachael nodded. "Thank you, please bring her in."
The maid bowed slightly and disappeared, returning moments later with Arya trailing behind her. Arya's face was etched with worry as she stepped into the room, her eyes immediately locking onto Rachael.
"Rachael, what's wrong? Is everything okay?" Arya asked, her voice tinged with concern.
Rachael smiled softly, unconsciously rubbing her small baby bump. "Yes, Arya, everything is fine. Come, have a seat."
As Arya settled into a chair, her eyes never leaving Rachael's face, she couldn't help but voice her worries. "Are you sure? You seem tense. Is it the baby?"
Rachael shook her head, reaching out to grasp Arya's hand. "No, the baby is fine. It's... it's Daniel."
Arya's breath caught in her throa
