Alana put her hand over her womb. "At least she'll be okay."
Rachel smiled. "You're going to be a wonderful mother."
The wood elf beamed. "Thank you."
They were silent for a few moments before Rachel spoke again. "Any idea how Ethan plans to fight Havorleth?"
"No, but he did come up with a way to improve the grenades so we won't have to worry about a repeat of your wound."
"That was the grenade?" Rachel's jaw dropped. "From that far away?"
Alana nodded, then explained the shrapnel and Ethan's solution for it. "The only real question is how to hollow out some wood so there's room for the gunpowder."
"That's easy, I'll burn it out."
Alana raised her eyebrow.
"Seriously, it was one of the few practical exercise the court mage taught me before my father ordered him to stop. It'
