The five days leading up to the Sea King's arrival were a frantic rush of construction, morning sickness, and charcoal dust.
And trust me, the morning sickness was the worst part because it got me frustrated, got me tired, and made me want to take a nap when I still had so much to do.
By day four, my lower abdomen had rounded out even more, making it harder to lean over my drafting stones, so I had to relocate to a table and chair.
Thanks to that, I managed to push through.
With Thalor acting as my 'aquatic consultant', we finalized the filtration system. We decided on a series of tiered stone basins filled with varying grades of sand, river pebbles, and activated charcoal from the forge.
By the time the water reached the nursery pool, it would be as clear as a mountain spring but rich with the minerals Thalor insisted were vital for sea-born health.
"It's not just about cleanliness, Arinya," Thalor had explained while helping me steady my hand. "The water must breathe."
