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SOPHIA POV.

A soft knock at the door woke me up and I could hear Roman roam. "The baby is awake," he mumbled. "Let me go attend to him," I said, standing up to wear my clothes.

"I want you to stay," he confessed. "I want that too but Mark is there," I mumbled, buttoning up my last dress. I gave him a quick kiss before leaving before he could stop me and I shut the door.

"Has he not eaten?" I asked upon entering inside. "He has, your majesty," the two servant chorus.

"So why is he crying?" I asked, carrying him up. "Mark," I called as his large eyes looked at me. He was cute, so cute that I didn't want to scold him but he needed it.

"Try and behave," I mumbled. "Or you will get me angry," I warned and he seemed to understand, calming down immediately.

I handed him over to them and left to have my bath. When I was out, I carried him with me to have dinner, Roman came late and joined us on the table.

And he left really early. I was left alone in the palace and decided to sit out on