Alice

In the early morning of March 29, 2018, Bello Luis Emrys came into the world. He was a healthy boy, from what I could see, and his blue eyes were much lighter than the twins'. We had a feeling he would be the only one to have green eyes in our branch of the family.

"He's beautiful," Ky said as I held Bello in my arms. "Little Bello."

"Well, his name does mean beautiful," I remarked as I rolled my eyes and passed him to Ky. "It's only fitting that he's a beautiful baby."

Ky was at a loss for words for once as he held his third child, his second son-our second son, in his arms.

"At least it didn't hurt as badly as it did with the twins," I muttered. Those were fun times, let me tell you. Fun times.

"I have to take him back now," the Birthing Healer said apologetically as she took Bello back.

"Thank you," I told her. She smiled back.

"It's what I do, Madam Emrys," she replied, and she exited. Ky took my hand into his, and smiled at me.

"I forgot how nerve-wracking this was," he said. "And exciting."

I raised an eyebrow but grinned. "So did I," I informed him wryly. "So did I."

"Good thing I was home when it happened. I would've hated to miss this because of work. He's a bit early," he replied.

"I'm glad I had you here," I told him with a relieved smile. "I just hate that our kids missed the miracle or life."

"Maybe it's better that they didn't," Ky said, looking a little green at the memory. "No child wants to see that."

"True enough," I replied, remembering the painful process in which life came about.

"Still, they have a little brother, now," he said as I squeezed his hand, not quite as tightly as I had three hours before.

"I bet they'll adore him," I predicted. "After all, who can resist that cute little baby?"

Ky laughed. "I never thought I'd see you get sentimental about babies, Princess," he said. "Especially when I remember back to the days when you hated my guts and were running a rebellion like a warrior queen."

"People change," I mused. "Always developing. After all, you did."

A bit of guilt flickered in his eyes. "True enough, Princess."