After two impatient hours with the doctors and a miserable thirty minutes hashing over the details of Aleks’s contract, she’d insisted on coming to Nico’s room. “He sleeps most of the time,” Aleks had said, obviously trying to forestall her visit. She’d hitched her stubborn chin. “Then I will watch him sleep.” “I have a nation to run.” After four years and thousands of miles, Sara was not about to let Aleks’s reluctance keep her away from her baby. He’d promised and he would deliver. “The decision to be present was yours.” Finally, he’d conceded and escorted her to this wing, which Sara understood to be a medical floor fully staffed for the royal family. Both thrilled and terrified, but utterly determined to make up for lost time, she gazed at the sleeping baby face and waited. She may have appeared calm with her hands resting serenely in her lap, but her heart hammered and she could barely breathe. The tension was magnified by the imposing ruler who stood like a stone sentry at the foot of Nico’s bed.
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