"It is perfect."
Roxy let out a long, heavy sigh of genuine satisfaction as her eyes swept across the newly finished nursery. The heavy iron-wood crib was perfectly positioned away from the draft of the arched windows.
Kaelen's protective, warming runes pulsed with a soft, golden hum beneath the woven rugs, while Ren's breathtaking mural of the forest canopy made the ceiling look like a portal to the sunlit woods.
Even Syris's carefully arranged bundles of neutralizing herbs gave the room a fresh, soothing scent of mint and crushed pine.
She was doing all she can for her beautiful baby coming into the world. For some reason, she felt like he/she was going to be different.
"If the Queen is satisfied, then the work is done," Ren declared, offering a sweeping, dramatic bow that made the vibrant red tips of his hair brush his knees. "But now, you must rest. You look exhausted."
