Selene had been successfully avoiding thinking about the pregnancy aspect of the curse for exactly one week.
That ended when Thalia cornered her after breakfast.
“We need to talk,” the healer said, her expression serious.
“That’s never a good way to start a conversation.”
“It’s not a good conversation to have, but it’s necessary.” Thalia gestured to a private sitting room. “Come on. This won’t take long.”
That’s what they always say, Selene thought, but she followed anyway.
Inside, she was surprised to find not just Thalia, but also Seraphine, Nova, and oh god- Dorian, who looked like he’d rather be literally anywhere else.
“Why is he here?” Selene asked.
“Because this concerns both of you,” Thalia said, closing the door. “Sit.”
They sat on opposite sides of the room, as far apart
