Our little safe haven was filled with joy and appropriate decorations to celebrate the arrival of the twins. It was our first time becoming parents, so we did manage to get quite a lot of things wrong, which was why Kai thought of introducing Mary, the handmaid, to our humble home.
“With the possibility of a mole being present among your most intimate connections, I do not think it would be a good idea to give the handmaid the responsibility of taking care of our children,” I objected to the idea.
Shrugging his shoulders, my husband asked me for the source of my knowledge. When I responded by offering his younger brother’s name, he shook his head and said, “Tobias is misleading us. I am certain that nobody among my people would ever betray me.”
“I don’t think he’s lying,” I protested,
