"Zilia is expecting triplets," Amelie said as she walked toward Gabriel.
They were in the private park of San Ravendale. Gabriel was sitting on the grass with Noah, who was happily crawling around on all fours, exploring the soft lawn.
Gabriel looked up in surprise.
"Triplets?" he repeated with wide eyes. "Wow!"
He chuckled softly as Noah crawled toward him and tried to climb onto his leg.
"How is she feeling?" he asked while lifting Noah into his arms. "Giving birth to triplets is going to be tough."
Amelie nodded, her expression softening.
"Of course it will be difficult," she said. "But she's extremely happy."
She sat down beside them on the grass, watching Noah play with Gabriel's fingers.
"The feeling of becoming a mother is very different," she continued gently. "Zilia has become extra careful these days. As the pregnancy progresses, everyone is making sure she rests properly."
Amelie paused for a moment before adding, "She was even crying earlier."
