Relief washed over his features.

Xander: "Thank you."

They sat back on the bench, a tentative peace settling between them.

Amelia: "So, tell me about this friend who might help."

Xander: "His name is Elias. He's a mediator of sorts, respected by different factions. If anyone can broker a truce or offer assistance, it's him."

Amelia: "Then we should contact him as soon as possible."

Xander: "I'll arrange a meeting."

She leaned back, gazing up at the leaves rustling in the breeze.

Amelia: "It's strange. Despite everything, I feel a bit hopeful."

Xander: "Me too."

He reached over, placing a hand on her still-flat stomach.

Xander: "We're in this together now."

She placed her hand over his.

Amelia: "Yes, we are."

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Later that evening, they returned to Xander's estate. Marcus greeted them at the door, his expression guarded.

Marcus: "Xander, we need to talk."

Xander glanced at Amelia before responding.

Xander: "Anything you need to say, you can say in front of Amelia."

Marcus hesitated, then nodded.

Marcus: "There's been movement from the rival faction. They've been spotted near the northern border."

Xander: "Any signs of aggression?"

Marcus: "Not yet, but it's unusual for them to be that close."

Amelia listened intently.

Amelia: "Could it be related to us?"

Marcus: Acknowledging her "It's possible. They're unpredictable."

Xander: "Increase the patrols. I don't want any surprises."

Marcus: "Already done."

He glanced between them, sensing the shift.

Marcus: "Is there something else I should know?"