Advik and Shwet stood in the corner with their backs against the wall, watching the 'mini Shwet' and his mother lying together in the luxurious bed made with premium silk and cotton.
The woman had been patting the forehead of her son for a while to make him sleep while humming a lullaby softly. Her lips curved upwards as she stared at her child with full affection.
Advik had gone out with Shwet to find any door or portal or anything that could send them back to the mortal world where others were but they could not find anything even after searching the entire palace. At last, after hours of getting nothing out of wandering around, they returned to the royal room and decided to quietly spy on the woman who seemed to be the reason they were stuck here.
But she hasn't done anything suspicious. She had been playing around with her boistorious son - always behind him and making sure he wouldn't fall or hurt himself while being so immersed in his own little world.