-Laylah-
“You’re Molly’s dad,” I say softly in disbelief. “I… it… I was trying to get Grandma Cora.”
He smiles at me, and it’s so comforting. He looks like Rob, even though I thought Rob looked like his mom. Clearly, I was wrong. But the warmth in his smile is all Andrew. But Queen Molly smiles like that, too, now that I think about it. “I know. We decided that it would be better for me to talk to you.”
“You?” I’m so confused. “I’m sorry. That was rude.”
He laughs, and it’s so delightful. “Perhaps a bit, but I can understand your confusion. We honestly weren’t sure that I could come to you like this, but the stone let me. I’m so glad to talk to you finally.”
“Finally?”
He nods. “Finally. I’ve been watching you for a long time now. Since you were Andrew’s mate, I had a
