Things were indeed progressing smoothly. Dejah had begun feeling the nausea of morning sickness over the past few days. But again, this was normal.

"Thank you, dearest," Dejah smiled and waited, her hands practically glued to her belly. When he returned to give her the water, Dejah nodded her thanks again as she took the cup.

Then she leaned in and moved to brush her lips against his. She was just so happy to be carrying his children.