FORSYTHIA'S POV
"Hi, Joel. Is there something you need?" Mak and I stepped apart, turning our attention to Joel. Mak’s hand remained on my hip, acting as a protective reassurance.
Joel’s eyes flicked down to Mak’s hand, then back up. He asked, "Do you recall what Gianis’s son said?"
"He and I used to sleep together, obviously," I shrugged indifferently.
"The important part is that he claimed the two of you slept together right before you and Mak met. The Council of Elders has some doubts regarding..."
"As I said, Joel. We had a medical check-up. The results showed that we are both perfectly healthy, with no diseases."
"I meant the pregnancy," Joel emphasized.
"If you are afraid my child will carry half-Draco blood, you need not worry. The results also showed that I am not pregnant.
