Chapter 295
On a bright day when flower petals rained from the sky.
Philea gazed absently at the heavens, wondering if this was what paradise might look like. Everything sparkled, laughter echoed from all directions, and vibrant music played without cease.
The world felt so beautiful that merely existing was intoxicating. And better still, wasn’t she sharing it with the one she loved?
“Lady Philea.”
“Yes?”
“You’re holding the needle backwards.”
“Oh my, thank you.”
Watching this exchange, Viviana took a sip of tea and chuckled. Her belly had grown incomparably larger with her due date approaching.
“It’s a bit of a shame. It would have been wonderful if the baby was born on a day when flower petals are falling. Unlike the New Year, this isn’t something that comes regularly. Children born during the festival will surely receive Bariel’s greatest blessings.”