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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.”

work hard to keep

guess Cora

can’t give him children… Henry meets, my eyes, perhaps understanding the direction of my thoughts. He

quietly. “Don’t think too hard on her messages they

–

sit up straighter in my chair, smiling down at my baby, who’s staring up at me with his wide eyes, which are just starting to turn green. “Besides, today

“And his future is very,

see all of them – especially

his new friends and family. But still, Isabel and I make plans to have a good long talk later this week

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 we’ll be having champagne later – and then everyone coming back to the house to celebrate all evening – so

I don’t know. I’ve

in his tuxedo. He rests two reassuring hands on my shoulders. “Everything is in order, Ella – you don’t need

mind in more ways than one. “I just want everything to go smoothly, and

my ear, and I can feel him smiling as he does it. “You don’t need to be everything to everyone, trouble. They’re here to help you. You could have come down in pajamas ten

cared,” I say, turning on him

you should just calm down and enjoy the night. It’s for us, as much as for him. The guests are just happy to be along

murmur, smiling against his lips and then looking down at my happy baby in my arms.

and moving towards the door. “It’s good that you figured that out now, because it’s

us all out in the woods. “Oh, Dominic!” I say, spinning in his arms and looking towards the kitchen.