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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.”

this, though I work hard to keep

guess Cora was

destiny, even. And if Cora can’t give him

he says quietly. “Don’t think too hard on her messages they often present

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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 is about this little one. And his

says, peeking over at him again. “And his future is very, very bright. This I

to bursting to see all of them – especially Isabel, James, and Sadie, who I think I hugged

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

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

don’t know. I’ve never held a

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

everything

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 would have

say, turning on him with wide eyes.

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 happy

and then looking down at my happy baby in my arms.

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

say, surprised, looking around at everyone who is likewise streaming towards the entrance, towards the two vans waiting to take us all out in the woods. “Oh, Dominic!” I say, spinning in his arms and looking towards the kitchen. “Did we remember the