Chapter 28
The room was filled with collective smiles and relieved sighs as the nurses assessed the newborn.
Healthy.
Stable.
Alive.
One of the nurses lingered, her gaze fixed on the child. She frowned.
Earlier, when the baby had briefly opened his eyes, she could have sworn they glowed a hellish red.
That was impossible.
Her eyes must have been playing tricks on her. Stress. Fatigue. Long hours. It had to be something like that.
She shook her head and turned away.
The mother was being attended to quickly. Her pulse was weak, her energy nearly depleted. Giving birth to the child had taken far more from her than expected.
Healers worked nonstop, pouring restorative energy into her exhausted body.
Still, unease crept into the room.
What if this child is some devil reborn?
The nurse standing closest to the baby watched him carefully, waiting. Watching. Wanting to see what would happen when he woke again. Would he cry? Scream? Do anything unnatural?
Minutes passed.
