Desina’s revelation left Thorian stunned, his mind racing as he tried to process the implications of her words. As he held her close, a mix of concern and bewilderment washed over him, his thoughts swirling with questions.
“Your children?” Thorian repeated, his voice barely above a whisper, his arms wrapped protectively around Desina as she buried her face against his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt.
Desina nodded, her voice muffled as she spoke. “I don’t understand it fully myself, but… I felt it, Thorian. Deep down, I knew those boys were mine,” she confessed, her heart heavy with emotion.
Thorian’s mind raced as he considered the possibility, his thoughts a jumble of confusion and disbelief. Could it be true? Could Desina truly have seen visions of her own children in danger?
