A/N: Hello, hello! First update of 2019 for this story! I apologise for it being so long since the last update. I am currently in a great deal of pain and am suspected of having endometriosis which is certainly not fun in any way. So, my focus has been on trying to dull the pain. I'm off work today, as I was on Friday, hence this update now!

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Keep Smiling!

I let out a huff as I slowly walk - well, it feels more like a waddle now that I am in my seventh month - into the nursery for my little star. We have just made the journey back from the Court of Nightmares, a visit to check on the progress surrounding the runnings of the Court and its peoples. But, it was also partly for an old tradition; it was my last appearance before them until after the baby is born as I will remain safely in Velaris for the rest of the pregnancy. It gave members of the Court to see their High Lady thriving as she carries the heir.

Thankfully, I didn't have to do much other than sit down since standing is becoming trickier and it was a lovely atmosphere whilst everyone celebrated - nothing horrible happening or negative brought up.

The room for the nursery has the most beautiful view of the glittering Sidra. An exquisitely carved rocking chair has been placed beside the large window so when I feed my little one, I can show them and tell them all about their home. I always smile at the thought of that.

I remove the small pins in my hair keeping my tiara in place and lift the weight off my head. I place it gently on the small table beside the chair before sitting in it, relishing in the soft cushions attached for comfort. Attempting to kick off my shoes doesn't work and I try to lean down to remove them. Except the bump now gets in the way.

"Oh you bloody buggering things." I curse, getting annoyed at my swollen feet and the tendency my shoes have sticking to them. I lean back, breathing heavily for a moment to catch my breath. "Rhys?"

Almost immediately my mate walks in through the door connecting to our room. He has already changed out of his formal and constricting jacket and is in a loose shirt and trousers, infinitely more comfortable. He notices the pout on my face and presses a kiss to my forehead before kneeling in front of me, tenderly slippng the velvet slippers from my feet.

"I'll make sure to go and visit Madia in the morning, darling. Get you more of that soothing salve she gave you." he mumbles, massaging the pain from my ankles. "Then these won't be so puffy."

"It's a shame that Fae healing doesn't extend to pregnancy." I comment, running my hand over my growing bump. "I wouldn't mind having regular sized ankles and no back pain again."

One of Rhys' warm hands joins mine a few minutes later, once he has finished tending to my feet, feeling the shifting of our child within me. "I would like to give you something; you and our little one."

I frown. "What have you done?" I can't help but ask. Thankfully, Rhys just laughs which raises my curiosity.

He turns his head towards the main doors for the nursery and Az and Cass walk in, gently carrying a beautifully crafted bassinet between them, a rich purple fabric peeking out from the inside. I feel my mouth drop open in the awe I feel, watching the boys place the bassinet by the wall's edge. Both send a wide grin in my direction before leaving, giving me and Rhys some privacy.

"The plan is to have it in our room when they arrive." Rhys says, hand remaining on my bump. "So we can keep them close to us."

I run my free hand through his hair, tugging lightly on the strands. "It's so beautiful, Rhys. Thank you so much." A feeling of joy rushes through me, causing a giggle to escape. "Our little star thanks you too."

Rhys grins, slightly bashful, before he presses a kiss to my knee. "I also ensured to have a cot commissioned by the same carpenter for when they're older. Give them something else that's beautiful to look at."

"Something else?" I enquire, confused by my mate's words.

"Well, they'll be looking at their mama quite a lot - that is certainly a gorgeous sight."

I roll my eyes lovingly before shifting forwards. Sensing what I want, Rhys rises up on his knees and meets me. I shower his face with kisses, much to his delight - and our baby's.

"I love it so much." I mumble, taking a small break between my doting onslaught. Once again, I feel joy radiating through me, but this time I know that Rhys has felt it too. He never loses that look of absolute awe when he feels the baby's emotions. "We love you so much."

"I love you too, my darlings." He grins brightly at me, pressing a kiss to my lips before leaning over and doing the same for my bump. "With all that I am."

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