The Battle 11.2

Rowena seemed to be dreaming. Maybe she was already dead and in heaven. After Ivan's death, she had thought there was no more beauty in the world. Not until today, when she held a tiny, beautiful baby in her arms.

Rowena was stunned. For a few moments she could only sit in silence, her eyes unblinking. She kept staring at the little princess, who occasionally squirmed in her embrace.

A whirlwind of emotions swirled in Rowena's chest. There was a joy in her heart that she had never thought possible. She could feel happiness again. She still could, and it was all because of the Princess.

"Oh, God," Rowena whispered, her voice trembling with overwhelming happiness. She blinked and a single tear of joy rolled down her cheek. "We've finally met, my love."

Rowena took a deep breath, then smiled tenderly as she caressed the baby. Her trembling hands, still in disbelief, traced the baby's soft cheek with the utmost care and gentleness. She was startled by the sensati