Epilogue
“What is taking them so long?” Riley groaned, leaning her head back against the cushions. “My cat and I are about to go nuts without Vox and Roam.”
Morian gave Riley a sympathetic look. “How are Sacha and Pearl doing?” she asked, glancing at the sleeping twins.
Riley flung her arm over her eyes and groaned again. “They are doing great! In fact, they have slept through the night the last three nights now that Vox isn’t constantly waking them up to make sure they are okay,” she said.
“It probably doesn’t help, but the rest of us feel the same way,” Carmen replied from the balcony, where she sat gazing down at the garden.
She had been sitting there for the last four days, either on Paul and Morian’s balcony or on the one in their living quarters. Her heart ached to feel Creon’s
