![]() The only person that knew the truth was their doctor, and she was sworn to secrecy. They had told the ton that he had been born six weeks early when in reality he had been born just on time. “I can’t believe we created this little guy.”įeyre had been pregnant when they had gotten married but she hadn’t known yet. “But I’m just so tired.” Feyre laughed quietly while her husband yawned again, looking down at his newborn son. “Everyone will be here soon,” Rhysand muttered with a yawn. She loved it, loved the fact that every time she looked at her son, she was reminded of her husband. He was the spitting image of his father, with his dark hair and tanned skin. Together, they gazed down at the tiny bundle in his arms, their sleeping child. She’d also never been as happy as she was and she knew those things went hand in hand as she leaned her head on Rhysand’s shoulder. ![]() Feyre had never been so exhausted in her life. ![]()
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