Ember
I wake up and groan remembering that I have to attend Luna training with Bianca again today. This time, a politics lesson. I’m grateful that I won’t have to exert myself or put the baby in harm’s way, but I also know that this particular instructor has a penchant for stepping out mid-lesson for a break and I am not looking forward to hearing what Bianca will have to say in his absence.
I dress with enough time to grab a quick breakfast and some herbal tea from the kitchens. If I am going to continue hiding my pregnancy from Bianca I need all the strength I can get both mentally and physically.
When I arrive at the small sitting room that will host today’s lesson, I see that I am the first to arrive. I nod to myself before getting settled into a comfortable position.
I don’t fee
