*Saoirse*

I watched out the window, wondering if we would soon see another unexpected weather event. The royal twins had come too soon, tearing into the world with the storm's fury. My daughter, Adelaide, tiny and fierce, was fighting her own battle within the gleaming walls of the Healing Center’s incubator.

"Shh, little one," I whispered through the glass, my finger tracing a path along its cool surface where her hand lay inside. "Your mama's here."

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