A year had bloomed since the celestial wedding that ushered in a new era of peace. The scars of war remained, a constant reminder of the darkness they had overcome. Yet, a spirit of resilience and hope permeated the realms. Cities, once battlegrounds, bustled with renewed life, humans and demons working side-by-side to rebuild.
In a beautiful home, nestled amidst the serenity of the celestial gardens, a different kind of joy echoed. Shania, her celestial light radiating a newfound warmth, cradled a swaddled baby in her arms. The child, a testament to the love between her and Leor, slept peacefully, his tiny hand clutching at his mother's celestial finger.
Leor, his face etched with a pride that rivaled the celestial light, stood beside her. His gaze, filled with a love that transcended words, alternated between his wife and their son. He had been a warrior, a prince, but fatherhood brought a new kind of strength, a fierce protectiveness that warmed Shania to her very core.