LENA'S POV
It had been three weeks since the battle, and I was finally starting to recover my sense of preoccupation. We were marked by a sacrifice that extended beyond the physical limits of our being. But as each day went by, I got a little stronger. Every day the world felt a fraction less daunting.
With reports to go over, I sat in Lucien's private study with my hand splayed on my swollen belly. There was no reason for her to suspect that much; my pregnancy had gone along surprisingly healthily in light of all I’d been through. The baby was active, kicking often as if ready to participate in the world we were creating.
She lay the letter aside and moved near Lucien, who was writing letters at a little table on the other side of the room. Riven was off leading rebuilding teams. Kael
