The tension was broken by a sudden, high-pitched 'gaga' and frantic light steps on the stone. From behind a limestone pillar, three balls of cuteness came barreling toward me.
Phina, Raiden, and Lyra were headed towards me, and they weren't crawling. They were… My heart nearly stopped as I watched them. They wobbled, their little legs shaking, but they didn't tumble. They were actually taking steps—real, shaky, upright steps—toward me.
"Look at you!" I gasped, kneeling down as best as my belly would allow.
I scooped up Lyra, who was the first to reach me, her silver hair shimmering. She let out a victorious little smirk and nuzzled into my neck.
Holding her, I couldn't help but notice how much more solid she felt. I looked at their chubby faces and felt a pang of realization—I really needed to start thinking about weaning them soon. If they were walking and growing this fast, breastfeeding triplets while carrying more children was going to turn me into a husk.
