SOLANA The dining room was especially lively today. Laughter echoed off the walls, filling the space with joy. It was Roman's birthday, his first since the demon's curse had lifted, since the war had ended, since our world had finally begun to heal. I sat at his right, my hand resting on his thigh under the table, feeling the steady warmth of him. My belly was enormous now, nine months heavy with our child, but tonight I felt light. Roman was all smiles, his green eyes crinkling at the corners as he leaned back in his chair, looking every bit like the king he was. Happy and whole. Across from us, Tara cradled her little baby, Samara. The baby cooed softly, her tiny fists waving as Tara bounced her gently on her knee. Nigel sat beside her, his massive frame softened by the way he gazed at them both, like they were his entire universe. Hawke lingered at the end of the table, quieter than the rest, but even he managed a grin when Samara let out a delighted squeal. Kamala had l
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