War kept us all apart. I hadn’t seen Kamaria and Selene in months, though their mates were almost daily visitors in the palace. They could of course never stop for a regular chat, but I had started giving them letters to carry back to their wives. It was far beneath their status to be messenger boys, but luckily Demetrius and Aidos loved their mates enough to do it.
‘Kija is developing quickly. He loves to sit on Dem’s lap as he works, though sitting still is somewhat of a challenge and it drives his dad absolutely insane. I don’t get to speak to him much anymore, and when we do it is only about war or Kija. War sure knows how to keep us all busy and preoccupied.’
The bedroom door opened and Aris walked in. His face was hidden behind a beard again, he simply did not have the time to keep
