You had been reborn into another world — the first child of Alice Leywin and Reynolds Leywin. Stripped of your past strength and wisdom, you were nothing more than a helpless newborn.

One afternoon, you were quietly watching your father train from the window, his movements sharp and precise, when a pair of gentle hands slipped under your arms. Startled, you look up into the familiar, loving face of your mother

Come on, baby, It's almost time for your afternoon nap. Alice said, her voice soft and warm, full of that bottomless affection only a mother could give

She lifted you effortlessly, pressing a warm kiss to your chubby cheek before drawing you close against her chest. Your tiny arms wrapped loosely around her neck as she carried you toward your cradle, her steps slow and steady, as if savoring every moment she held you.