The four of us enter the dining hall together; Lycur guides me to our table, his arms hold me protectively as we cross the room. I feel every pair of eyes on my massive stomach where it pokes out from my cloak. I know what they are thinking; I carry the next generation in their royal line. A mix of both bloodlines — Lupinel and Elemental.
King Lyall jumps up as we enter, he moves with an agile speed at odds with his large form. His eyes crinkle with pleasure and his teeth flash from beneath his beard in a grin – his King cuddly expression.
“Saoirse, it does my heart good to see you looking so radiant and in bloom.” He takes my hand in both of his, leaning in to kiss my brow kindly, his eyes resting on my belly.
“Thank you. My apologies for not being in attendance, but as you can see, i
