The warm scent of roasted meat and fresh bread filled the air as Georgia sat at the wooden dining table with her triplets. The small cottage, nestled at the edge of the forest, was alive with laughter as they shared stories and enjoyed their meal.
Keira, her sharpeyed daughter, was in the middle of teasing her brothers when she suddenly stiffened. Her bright blue eyes flicked toward the window, her playful smile vanishing.
"Mom," Keira said, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Someone's coming."
Georgia's grip on her fork tightened. She turned to her daughter, sensing the tension in her voice. "Are you sure?"
Keira gave a firm nod. "Yes. A group of men, warriors, I think."
The mood at the table shifted instantly. Kelvin and Kelsey, Georgia's twin boys, exchanged wa
