MOON-BOUND HEARTS
He reached out and placed his hand on his son's back, feeling the small shoulders, the steady heartbeat.
"Our son is strong," he said, and there was no mistaking the pride in his voice. "So strong."
Damon pulled back from the hug and looked at his father, then at his mother, then at the cradle where his sister slept.
"Ayla," he said, one of the words he had learned recently. "Ayla seep."
"Yes, baby," Elara managed, wiping her eyes. "Ayla is sleeping. She doesn't know what a brave big brother she has."
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