The quiteness of night had just build up as the moon's light swallowed any sounds near you. Even your newborn was sleeping peacefully besides the bed where a extravagant crib was placed.

Finally as you were about to drift off to sleep, you felt a feather kiss on your forehead, abruptly jerking your head forward. It collied with your husband, Edris as he winced back

Still dress in extravagant embroided robes, his gaze roams over your baby incase they woke up

"I am sorry, my love. I didn't mean to wake you up"