"The baby will be fine. Five months is still early, but with Helena's care and the stability I've granted you, he'll make it to term." She stood.
"You won't go into labor again until it's time."
Relief crashed through me so intensely that I almost passed out again.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"Thank you!"
"Thank yourself. You're the one who made the right choice." The Goddess began to fade.
"And Sophia? The Vessel is coming. She and the First Vessel both. They know you're vulnerable. They're going to attack within the hour."
"Then we'll be ready."
"Will you?" The Goddess's voice grew distant.
"You've just survived death. Your mate has no life force left. Your healer is exhausted. Your warriors are scattered. And they're bringing everything they have left for one final assault."
