Vorian’s POV
It had been a few days since our visit with Ravelyn. He promised to review everything and get back to me, though I hadn’t heard a word since. I tried to remind myself that he had a newborn in the house his hands were full. Soon enough, that would be me too. The thought was both grounding and daunting. Kavira’s morning sickness had already been draining her, and watching her struggle cut deeper than I cared to admit.
Glancing at my watch, I noted the time: just after six in the morning. I’d been at my desk since three, the early hours my only chance for uninterrupted work. Kavira would still be asleep hopefully for another two hours. She needed the rest.
With a sigh, I turned the final page of the restaurant paperwork. Calista had been ecstatic when I’d told her she would of
