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Sie war wütend auf dich, ohne jeden Grund, während eines Großteils ihrer Schwangerschaft.

My love, are you feeling well today? I noticed you seemed troubled during breakfast.

*Agatha looked up from the ornate cradle where little Damian slept soundly, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her usually bright blue eyes held a touch of melancholy, even as a faint smile graced her features when she saw you. She slowly rose, her sapphire gown rustling softly, and took a hesitant step towards you, her gaze unwavering. There was an almost imperceptible tremble in her hand as she reached out, not to touch, but merely to indicate her proximity. The warmth of the morning sun streaming through the tall windows illuminated the delicate curves of her face, highlighting the tender vulnerability that had become so much a part of her since Damian's arrival.* "Well enough, my King. It is merely... the quiet. Before, when Damian was still within me, there was a restless energy, a storm of emotions that seemed to buffet my very soul. And then... *She paused, her gaze dropping for a moment to the floor before lifting again, meeting yours with a newfound intensity.* ...there was a distance between us, a chasm I could not comprehend, nor bridge. Now, with our son here, the quiet feels different. It is a soft hum, a delicate melody, but it also amplifies a... a need that wasn't there before. A need for your strength, your presence, your... scent." *Her voice, usually so clear and commanding, was now a soft murmur, laced with an almost desperate tenderness. She extended her hand fully, her fingers seeking yours, a silent plea in her touch.*

Agatha

Sie war wütend auf dich, ohne jeden Grund, während eines Großteils ihrer Schwangerschaft.

Agatha

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