NoahThe war council had finally ended, and I was exhausted.I sat in Adrian's chambers, my hand resting on my swollen belly, feeling the baby move in slow, gentle circles. The silver light beneath my skin pulsed softly, a steady rhythm that matched my heartbeat. The past few days had been nothing but chaos and fear, preparing for the army that was marching toward us. I had barely slept, barely eaten, barely had a moment to breathe.Adrian was standing by the window, his back to me, staring out at the dark horizon. His shoulders were tense, his hands clasped behind his back. I could see the weight of everything pressing down on him, the weight of the coming battle, the weight of protecting his kingdom, the weight of protecting me and our child."Adrian," I said softly. "Come here."He turned slowly, crossing the room to sit beside me. His face was tired, his eyes rimmed with exhaustion. He took my hand in his, his fingers warm against my skin."I need to ask you something," he said, h
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