Chapitre 325: I'm not running from my troubles, I'm experiencing a night garden

Her expression grew softer.

"Sweet silly baby." She murmured, smiling down at the bundle of adorable fluffiness that was her precious, sweet, beautiful son. "Precious boy...you love mommy very much, don't you...?"

Snowball purred and leaned into her touch. He loved when his mama rubbed his ears, and it showed in his reactions.

A wave of affection and tenderness washed over her as she snuggled Snowball, continuing to pet her precious boy gently. "Yes you do." She cooed quietly, her words gentle and sweet, full of warmth.

Her little boy was clearly happy and content to stay cuddled up in her arms and against her neck, nuzzling up under her chin and purring loudly as he nestled his fuzzy little head against her skin.

She glanced around the table briefly, noting the smiles on the men's faces. Even Jazara, too, was smiling fondly at her little furball, her expression somewhat distant and melancholic as she seemed lost in thought.