Nara
I've been feeling low and anxious since the birth of my son. My body and mind feel exhausted, and I don't know what to do. I have all the help I could ever want, and Serena has been extremely caring towards the baby, but I can't shake the hollowness I feel.
Rhysand is a strong baby and eats a lot, really a lot, which is a good thing. Tonight, I'm having dinner with my father, Sonny, and his closest circle, the faction leaders. I'm wearing a lovely white halterneck cut-out dress and heels. Concetta did my hair and makeup.
"You look so beautiful," Concetta says, admiring me. She sits on my bed next to her brother. "I thought women were supposed to be fat after labor, but look at you, it's as if you've never carried a pup!"
"I was lucky," I murmur flatly. It might also have to do wit
