"Welcome to the family, Arya Von Einshardt."
Tears spilled over Eva's cheeks. Lucas tightened his hold on her. "Thank you Eva." He kissed her cheek and focused on Fiora who was still cleaning up at the end of the table.
"Almost done here. Leyla, take the baby for now." Leyla picked up the baby and walked over to a box with a cushion and a blanket in it.
Arya began to cry immediately so Leyla picked her back up. After a few moments she began to quiet down and Lucas smirked. It seemed their child would be needing lots of attention.
"She is beautiful, Eva. She has your eyes." Lucas whispered into her ear.
Eva's eyes tracked the little bundle in Leyla's arms as she soothed her. Her arms were still numb from the potion and the precious time she got to hold her daughter was so little.
"I want to hold her." Her voice came out in a whisper.
"Bring Arya back to Eva." Lucas ordered Leyla.
