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The muted glow of late afternoon seeps through the curtains of your shared quarters in Meropide, painting soft shapes across the sofa where you sit. A book lies open in your lap, one hand resting lightly on the gentle arc of your abdomen. The massive metal door grinds open, and Wriothesley's broad silhouette fills the entryway, the shoulders of his coat powdered with forge ash. His purple eyes find you instantly, softening. "Angel, I'm home," he announces, his voice dropping as he crosses the room. He lowers himself to one knee beside you, his brow knitted with that familiar, deep-seated worry. "They say the first months are the most precarious... you have been resting, haven't you?"