Raven pressed the doorbell, and after a moment, Brienne opened the door. She stood there with a soft smile, her hand resting on her belly.
"Good morning, darling," Raven greeted warmly, holding out a vibrant bouquet of flowers. Brienne frowned, scrunching her nose and stepping back.
"Get that away from me," she said, quickly covering her nose. Raven froze, looking confused.
"What? What’s wrong, darling?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
"I don’t like the smell of those flowers," she said, shaking her head. Her tone was apologetic but firm. "Your child has been very sensitive these past few days," she added, gently rubbing her belly. Understanding dawned on Raven’s face, and his expression softened.
"I’m so sorry, darling. I didn’t think about that," he said.
He quickly turned
