The sun bathed the environment in a soft, golden glow as the car arrived at the palace. The two princes, Jarett and Jasper, made their way toward a familiar direction where they knew their mother would be at that time
Their laughter and banter echoed through the corridors of the palace, signaling their return to the heart of the kingdom, the one place they knew to be home.
In the garden, Queen Celeste, their mother, sat on a cushioned bench beneath the shade of a gazebo in the large garden, her heavily pregnant form cradled in the support of cushions.
Beside her, Salma offered a comforting presence. The two women conversed in hushed tones, but their soft laughter echoed around the place.
As the boys burst into the garden, their school uniforms slightly rumpled from the day's adventures, Celeste's tired eyes lit up with maternal warmth. "My darlings," she greeted, stretching out her hands to get a hug from the boys.