Recap:
Aria's hair was being brushed as she watched the baby sleep. Time had flew by and she had noticed the newborn grow more and more each day. She hadn't realized that the newborn would have her so attached so quickly but at the same time she didn't mind this kind of love. It was new but it was everything she actually wanted. "She grows more and more each day." She whispered.
"That is true my queen, she will be a very beautiful woman when she grows up and blessed is she to have a caretaker like you. You have truly nurtured her better than any other being." Her maid said as she continued to brush my hair. "I consider her my daughter. Each day and night I wonder if this is how it feel to have my own heir. My own child. My own blood." I said and I could feel the maid slow down.
