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He seemed to be under the impression that I was an unwilling captive. He was tense, waiting for a fight, but I had no intention of giving it to him. I wasn't happy about the state of things, but I could bear with it for a short while until we sorted things out between us. And we could start by clearing up this pregnancy thing.
"Why does your seer think I'm pregnant?" I sat down with a bounce on the bed. Nothing squeaked. This was much nicer than what we had scrounged together under Wamp.
"He sees things."
I gave Ryan my most unimpressed look. "That is kind of the definition of a seer, yes. But he's wrong. It's impossible for me to get pregnant."
Ryan shrugged and moved through his room as if he were looking for something, but he couldn't quite remember what. "He's never bee
