The air in Elian's chambers was filled with laughter as Aria leaned in close to Elian's bulging stomach, trying to listen for any signs of movement from the baby. Niko, who had been teasing Aria about her obsession with the unborn child, stood nearby, watching them with a grin that stretched across his face.
The lightness of the moment eased the lingering tension in Elian's shoulders, and for a while, he forgot the heavy weight of his upcoming responsibilities.
"You're not the one who's carrying the baby, Aria. Stop trying to eavesdrop on my stomach," Elian teased, his voice light with amusement.
"Shh," Aria whispered with a smirk, leaning even closer. "I think I heard a giggle. Your child might be as cheeky as you, Elian."
Elian chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm the cheeky one?"
