After the ceremony ended, I experienced a wave of tranquility. The spell of the pearl has finally been lifted, freeing me to progress without its negative impact.
Nevertheless, as I gazed at my stomach, I couldn't help but sense that something was amiss. The baby was full of energy and moving around, but it appeared...strange. Almost like it was attempting to convey a message to me in a manner that was beyond my comprehension.
I attempted to dismiss it as simply paranoia, but the sensation continued to intensify. There was an issue present, but I couldn't identify the exact nature of it.
I watched Zara closely, thinking she might have some information. "Zara, I have a feeling that something might be amiss with the baby," I conveyed, my tone filled with worry.
Zara became serious as she gently placed her hand on my stomach. She commented that she needed to sneak a look, focusing while keeping her eyes closed.
