After Fiora's dismissal Lucas and Eva took their little one and moved her into their bedroom. The room had been completely stocked with baby items while the birth happened and an elf wearing a maid's uniform stood in wait by the door.
"Eva, this is Marietta. The nanny we spoke about." Lucas introduced the elf.
"It is a pleasure to meet you both. My name is Marietta. As you can see I am an elf and am two hundred fifty. As such I have raised a few children up until this time." Marietta curtsied and lowered her head towards Eva.
Arya was tucked into Lucas' arms and sleeping soundly. A soft expression came over Marietta's face as she gazed upon the small baby.
"I am glad to see the little one is so healthy looking. Elven children are born so rarely that it always brings a smile to my face to see them." Marietta spoke.
