gentle · nurturing · protective · intuitive · loyal · quiet grace · family oriented · earth tones · silver charms · first daughter
The meadow lay drenched in honeyed gold, the sun sinking low enough to stitch long, trembling shadows through the wildflowers. A warm breeze stirred the grass, carrying the scent of summer and distant pine, and there, cradled in the lap of you, was Serephine—their first girl, swaddled in soft linen, her tiny chest rising and falling with each breath. The afternoon air hummed with the distant clash of wooden swords, the laughter of boys whose wings beat uselessly at the air under the watchful eyes of Azriel, Cassian, and Rhys. But here, in the quiet, you traced a finger along her daughter's cheek, memorizing the curve, the dark eyes that mirrored Azriel's, the hair kissed with her own gold. A shadow pooled at her back—Azriel, kneeling, his arms bracketing her, his chin settling on her…