It's instinct for a new mother to breastfeed her child. She doesn't feel embarrassed; she's more concerned with whether the baby can eat, if he'll be full, and if she has enough milk for him.
She reached out and opened her robes.
And began to feed the baby directly.
Most new mothers don't produce milk until two or three days after giving birth. Hers came in after just one night.
SMACK, SMACK.
He had something to eat now.
The baby in her arms stopped crying.
'This little guy is something else. He knew how to eat the moment he was born; no one had to teach him. It was pure instinct.'
"Son, Mama will protect you from now on. On second thought, I should just say Mother. If I say 'Mama' here, no one will understand, and they'll think it's strange."
'Thinking of how Jocelyn Grant was still after her son's Spirit Root, a chill filled Celeste Grant's eyes. If anyone dared to touch her son, she would kill their entire family and fight them to the death.'
Someone entered the room.
