“I’m glad you two are safe,” Kassian said, his eyes switching between Blaine and Kara. They were sitting in front of him with a hot cup of tea in their hands after his men finished nursing the scratches and bruises on them. He hadn’t expected that Sim’s plan would work so well, if at all—he didn’t think Raena would actually arrange for everything so quickly or that Kara and Blaine would be able to execute it at once. It seemed he had been underestimating them too much. “Is Raena…?”
“She looked well when I saw her last night,” Kara replied, hugging the steaming cup to her chest. Despite the hot, humid weather, she was shaking all over. “Elora was fine too, and so was your son.”
“My… son? It’s a boy?” Kassian gasped as the news caught him off guard. Everyone so far had called him ‘the baby
