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“Well,” Henry answers, hesitating. “Cora and Roger will see the prophecy.”

My face falls a little when I realize the implications of this. “Really? Unfair,” I declare, pouting.

Henry laughs a little along with me. “It will bring them closer to him, give them a bond.”

“Well,” I sigh, “I want them to have that. What sort of things do you learn, though? Do you share them with the parents?”

“If you choose,” Henry shrugs. “I always did. And Sinclair and Roger’s godparents shared with me, for which I was grateful.”

“What did they tell you?” I ask, curious.

“That Sinclair would be a great leader of men,” Henry says, looking down at the baby again, clearly remembering his baby who looked so like this one. “That was no surprise. But Roger, that was…”

I pause, curious, suddenly fascinated. “What did they say?”

He hesitates and then meets my eye. “I never even told Roger about it. But they told me that his destiny laid less with who he was, and more with the children he would sire. The many children, who would be…” he looks away a bit, trying to sort his thoughts, “it was hard to understand. But something about a set of extraordinary children who would bring much joy to the world.”

at this, though I work hard to keep

Cora was

can’t give him children… Henry meets, my

Ella,” he says quietly. “Don’t think too hard on her messages

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little smile, fighting against my own disappointment. I sit up straighter in my chair, smiling down at my baby, who’s staring up at me with his wide eyes, which

again. “And his future is very, very bright. This

to bursting to see all of them – especially Isabel, James,

up with them as much as I wanted to, as I have to greet all of our guests and introduce Rafe around to his new friends and family. But still, Isabel and I make plans to have a good long talk later this week before Cora comes to stand with her, giving me a

almost breathless with excitement and stress as the time approaches. Anxious, I straighten the top of my glittering silver gown, which I picked expressly for the occasion. It’s perhaps too much for a trip to the woods, but

don’t know. I’ve never held a midnight

coming up behind me, looking gorgeous in his tuxedo. He rests two reassuring hands on my shoulders. “Everything is

my head, grateful that my mate can read my mind in more ways than one. “I just want everything to go smoothly, and everyone to have a nice time, and

need to be everything to everyone, trouble. They’re here to help you. You could have come down in pajamas ten minutes before the ceremony, with baby vomit streaked down your shirt, and no one

turning on him with wide eyes. “Ew!”

“What I mean, Ella, is that you should just calm down and enjoy the night. It’s for us, as much as for him. The guests are just

murmur, smiling against his lips and then looking down at my

moving towards the door. “It’s good that you figured

the two vans waiting to take us all out in the woods. “Oh, Dominic!” I say, spinning in his arms and looking