Chapter 149 - The Heir is Coming

Lydia was lying in bed as the night's darkness descended upon her quarters. Pale shadows on the walls were created by the moonlight that seeped through the curtains. Her mind was racing with ideas of her unborn kid, causing her to become restless. She was really anxious because the midwives had informed her that the delivery may occur at any moment. Sleep denied her, yet tiredness tugged at her. Every potential entrance point outside her rooms had guards positioned there, serving as a continual reminder of the threats that might be found outside the estate's boundaries. But Lydia felt isolated in her chamber, consumed by her worries and fears. She shifted in bed uneasily, attempting to soothe the gnawing uneasiness with a protective palm lying on her bulging belly. She eventually succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a restless slumber. In her dream, she was strolling through a forest with tall trees towering over her and softly swinging branches in the breeze. The air felt