Alice
A few days later.
In the corridor outside the Healing Room, Albert sat in an armchair, his arms hanging at his sides, fingers interlaced, his eyes fixed on the tightly shut door before him.
Although he had seen the result of the prophecy in the crystal ball long ago, he still could not suppress the anxiety in his heart.
This was the first time in both his lives that he had become a father.
Though Albert had never particularly yearned to be a father, he was still nervous.
"You really don't look nervous at all!"
Katrina glanced at the man beside her, unable to understand how he could always remain so calm.
"Mm, I'm fine."
Albert answered casually.
The moment the Healing Room door opened from within, he immediately rose from his chair and looked at the healer smiling kindly at them.
"Mother and daughter are both safe," she announced.
Having said that, the healer stepped aside, clearing the doorway for the anxious family members to enter.
Inside the room, Mrs. McDougal held the wailing Alice in her arms, letting the exhausted Isobel look at her child.
"You've worked hard. Get some proper rest."
Looking at Isobel's pale cheeks, Albert reached out and took her hand, bending down to kiss her forehead. "I'm right here."
His wife was as beautiful as ever.
"I want to hold the baby," Isobel said softly.
"You need to rest. Don't rush, darling."
"I'm not as fragile as you think."
Isobel found it rather amusing. Albert's concern made her feel warm inside.
Clearly, Albert cared more about her than the child.
"Then wait until you've recovered a little. Besides, Alice has just been born and needs to rest too." Albert cast the healer a pleading look.
"The child has only just been born. There's