Rose's POV
After Saffron left to get the wheat from his mom, little cries echoed from our room. Our Anis must've woken up.
I removed the oatmeal from the stove and rushed back to my room, my heart quickening at the sound of her cries. As I pushed the door open, I was met with the sight of Anis lying in her crib, her tiny fists clenched and her little face scrunched up in distress. It broke my heart to see her so upset, and I hurried over to scoop her up into my arms.
"Good morning, my sweet girl," I whispered, cradling her against my chest. "I'm so sorry we didn't come to greet you right away. Mama's here now."
Anis settled slightly as I rocked her back and forth, her small body relaxing against mine. I could feel her warm breath against my neck, and I planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Did you have a bad dream? Or were you just lonely without us?"
