He pressed his forehead to her hair and fought to collect himself.More tears rolled down his face, but he ignored them.“Atrilan.Don’t go away.Don’t leave me.Don’t leave your son.Our son. W—... we made this baby.Together.You and me.We made love, and from it we made a baby.He needs you, almost as much as I do.He needs to learn from you.I want him to learn from you.Your skill, your compassion, your sassiness, and your love.He needs you, but I need you more.”
“Yulen?”MaGrath’s voice permeated the blackness in his mind.Yulen managed to swivel his head around to look down the table at the doctors.“Can you still sense her?” the physician asked.They were sewing her up now.At least, MaGrath was.The Mutah doctor was pouring something into her mouth, stroking her throat until her muscular contractio
