Chapter 36
Void“Branwen?”
Her Aunt Cian sounded cautious, as if she thought she was imagining things. Branwen hoped that wasn’t a sign of developing mental problems, not now.
How Cian wouldn’t be unstable after being locked up in here for thirty-five years was a mystery Branwen couldn’t afford to get caught up in.
“I’m here,” Branwen. “We need to talk.”
She sat down beside Cian, but not close enough to touch. The stone was in the robe’s pocket, and she kept her hand right above it.
This was going to be on her terms.
“What do you propose to do if I agree to trade places? If.”
“That depends on you,” Cian said. “Do you want the baby or not?”
An easy one.
“No. I don’t.”
She saw John’s face, relaxed and happy after they’d made love that afternoon. Felt his body against hers. This cho
