CHAPTER THREE
BREA
“Finish grooming Raven, and you can call it a day, Lady Brea.” Master Arturo slapped the fat pony on her ample rump. “Good work with the ponies this week. They’re madly in love with you already.”
“I think fae ponies are extra sweet.” Brea brushed Raven’s long fluffy mane until it sparkled in the sunlight.
“You spoil this one.” Arturo chuckled.
“She’s close to foaling. She deserves some extra attention.” Brea smoothed her brush over Raven’s back. “You think it’ll be any day now?”
“Three or four more days yet.”
“She looks ready to burst.”
“I’m guessing this one is twins.”
“Twins! Oh please send word as soon as she goes into labor. I want to be here with her.”
“I’ll send one of the boys to get you when the time comes, but I’m under strict orders to get you home be
