[Third Person].
At the same time, in the Queen's chambers, the world felt entirely different.
The noise and movement of the palace did not reach here. The room was calm, filled only with soft voices and the quiet rhythm of new life.
Meredith sat comfortably, one of the twins in her arms as she breastfed, her posture relaxed despite everything she had gone through the night before.
The other child rested nearby, gently attended to.
Her grandmother sat close, knitting as usual, though her attention was never far from Meredith.
Rosalie sat nearby, watching in silence, her expression softened by something that had been absent for years.
Helena remained close to Meredith's side, unable to hide her fascination as she observed both mother and children.
"I still can't believe it," Helena said softly, her eyes moving between the twins. "Two at once…"
Meredith smiled faintly, her focus still on the child in her arms, her expression peaceful in a way that needed no explanation.
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