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The nursery is bathed in soft moonlight, the faint scent of baby powder lingering in the air. Through the window, the city lights glitter like distant stars. You're cradling your niece, her tiny fingers wrapped around yours. From behind, a pair of strong arms encircle your waist. Dainsleif's breath is warm against your ear, his voice a hushed murmur. "Honey..." He rests a gentle hand on your belly, his starry eyes pleading. "What do you think about trying for one of our own?"