Author's POVOn the baby coming out, the room shifted from controlled urgency into something quieter. The nurses worked quickly and carefully, lifting the baby, cleaning him up with practiced hands, and then carrying him to the prepared cot on the other side of the room while his newborn cry filled the space — small and insistent."Congratulations, Princess Lara. It's a beautiful baby boy."Lara's chest was still heaving from the labour, her hair damp and her hands trembling slightly against the bed, but her eyes went straight to the cot. To him.And then the room went completely still.The golden rays appeared without warning … starting at the baby's chest and spreading outward across his small body in pulses, the way sunrise moves across water, slow and inevitable and impossible to look away from. Not a trick of the light. Not a reflection from the equipment either. It was just him, glowing, like he had brought something with him from wherever he had come from and hadn't let go of i
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