Gabriel pulled Casaio into a brief embrace as he congratulated his brother on his impending fatherhood. As they stepped apart, Gabriel turned to Zilia, offering her a gentle hug before retreating to stand beside Amelie, his hand finding the small of her back.
"It's wonderful to have you both back in the palace," Amelie said, her eyes bright with warmth.
"We had hoped to linger a bit longer," Casaio admitted, casting a tender, concerned glance at Zilia. "But her morning sickness has been relentless. We decided it was best to return home where she could be comfortable."
He gave Zilia's hand a reassuring squeeze just as Ashna arrived with a stroller preceding her. The quiet hall was suddenly filled with the sweet, nonsensical cooing of little Noah.
Casaio didn't hesitate; he reached down and expertly scooped the toddler from the stroller, settling the boy in his arms.
