417 Birth Of The Princess.

(Three Months Later)

Finally, having returned back to their mansion and living just as happily as they used to before, Leia sat in the backyard, on the white swing, which was slowly rocking her back and forth.

She was already anticipating the day she would finally give birth. It's already the ninth month and she has yet to feel anything that she believes she's supposed to feel. 

A deep sigh exited her nose and she glanced at her moderate round belly, before quickly turning her head to look at Adrik, who approached her from behind. "Little wife, why are you still out here? It's already night time and we need to sleep," he said to her and grabbed her hand, then pulled her up from the swing.