"Wait, Momma, you have to see brother too!" Arya jumped off Eva's lap and ran into a room directly behind them.
Soon, Marietta walked into the room, holding a still-sleepy Ember. Eva attempted to free herself from Lucas' grasp, but he held her firmly against him.
"You are still too weak. Let her bring him over," he whispered into her ear.
There was no point in struggling against him. She could only hope Marietta wouldn't comment on where she was sitting. She liked to show at least a little decorum around the maids and Marietta.
She wanted nothing more than to hide her face in her hands, but Ember was already near enough to touch. Lucas reached up and cradled Ember before moving him closer to Eva. He had grown some in the three weeks she was asleep. As a mother, she should have been there when her children grew up so much. It felt like every important moment with her children had been stolen from her.
"Has he been eating well?" She looked toward Marietta.
