Vael's POV
These days were filled with both joy and sleepy exhaustion. The babies were almost one month old now. Dasien, Valiera, and Lirael had completely taken over our lives in the best possible way. They were so small and precious. Every little cry made all three of us rush to the nursery. Every tiny smile they gave melted our hearts. The house was never quiet anymore, but it was the most beautiful kind of noise, full of life and love.
I stood quietly at the doorway of the nursery, watching Lirien. He was sitting in the comfortable rocking chair, feeding Valiera. His shirt was open, and our daughter was latched on peacefully, making soft little sounds as she drank. Dasien and Lirael were sleeping soundly in their cribs beside him. Lirien looked tired but the smile on his face was full of pure happiness. His silver-white hair fell gently over his forehead as he looked down at our daughter with so much love.
