As the ritual was concluded and Rose regained consciousness, the room erupted in a mixture of relief and joy.
Blake helped Rose sit up, supporting her back as she leaned against him. Celena, tears of happiness streaming down her face, crawled into her mother's lap, wrapping her small arms around Rose's waist.
"My sweet girl," Rose murmured, her voice still weak but filled with love. She stroked Celena's hair, savoring the moment she had feared she'd never experience again.
Dumphries approached, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Rose, my lady," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "It's so good to see you awake."
Rose looked up at him, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Dumphries! It's been far too long." She reached out a hand, which he took gently. "The last time I saw you, I was as round as a full moon with this little one," she said, giving Celena a gentle squeeze.
