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The warm sunlight let loose a soft, golden glow across the palace's gardens, as Anaïs sat on the edge of the sparkling water fountain, cradling her eight-month-old son in her arms. The scent of roses and lilies filled the air, mingling with the sound of water hitting the pool underneath and birdsong that echoed throughout the gardens. The Queen's eyes were fixed on the horizon, looking for any sign of her husband's approach from the neighboring kingdom. The sun had begun to dip lower, casting long shadows across the gardens and painting the clouds in hues of red and pink. The young woman's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of unease and impatience. The serene atmosphere was a welcome respite from the political unrest that plagued her kingdom. Though, it did little to soothe Anaïs' nerve…