Chapter 82: The Two Stones

Maeve

Mom patted the bed, inviting me to lay next to her.

I wiped the tears from my face before turning down the thick covers, sliding into bed beside her. She was in a sitting position, holding the cup of tea in her lap as she looked over at me, taking me in.

“You’ve changed a lot,” she said with a smile, reaching out to tuck my hair behind my ears. “You’re very tan. And I’ve never seen your hair quite this light-”

“You can mention I weigh a million pounds now. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings.”

She rolled her eyes and sipped her tea. “You look beautiful, Maeve. Healthy.”

“I don’t want to be pregnant anymore,” I whimpered as I buried my face in the pillow.

“Well, by the looks of it, it could be over any day now,”

“Five more weeks…” I grimaced as one of the babies kicked me firmly in the ribs.

“Five? But-”

I pulled the covers over my head. “I’m having twins.”

“Oh,” Mom said, unable to hide the joy in her voice. “Well,

sometimes twins come early. We’ve had a few sets born in the village. Remember when the triplets were born a few years ago? That was quite a feat-”

“Mrs. Abrams was miserable, Mom. I’m sure she still is-”

“I saw her a few days ago at the market, sweetheart. She seemed happy, just… a little frazzled.” She set her teacup down on the bedside table with a clang, and then reached over to stroke my side. “You’re going to suffocate under there.”

I pushed the covers away, my face twisted in hurt. “Dad hates me.”

“He doesn’t hate you!”

“I’m pregnant with his arch nemesis’s grandchild, Mom!”

“Arch nemesis?”

“Maddalyn! He’s so, so mad at me. I’m surprised he hasn’t killed Troy.”

“We definitely discussed it,” she laughed, her eyes creasing with mirth.

Tarched my brow. “Last night? I figured Troy told him who he was this morning,”

Weve known for a while, honey. Ernest brought Troy’s sketchbook back from the castle. The one of Maddalyn is… impossible to deny. Dad told me he looks like her, too. He must be beautiful.” There was pain in her voice when she said the last part.

“What did Maddalyn do, exactly?”

Mom exhaled, then laughed softly, shaking her head. “I don’t know where to begin!”

“The beginning would be fine.”

“Hmm… well, Maddalyn came into my life before… I was still a breeder then. She was unhappy with the arraignment. Your father and Maddalyn were betrothed; at least that’s what Romero and King James had wanted. She was cruel to me in those days, before the war. Just… a mean girl, not yet a villain.”

“Does it bother you that Troy looks like her?”

“Well, I haven’t met him yet, Maeve. But no, from what Ernest and Gemma have told us, it sounds like Troy is nothing like his parents. I won’t deny that Maddalyn was beautiful. She was. She truly was. Just not on the inside.”

“He wasn’t raised by her. He doesn’t know her at all.”

“I gathered that from what Ernest knew about Troy’s relationship with Romero.”

Thank the Goddess for Ernest. He had saved me from having to explain everything that had happened before the invasion.

“Your dad isn’t going to kill Troy. But he will be asking questions. I heard Rowan tried to fight him,”

beat the crap out of one another,” I said bluntly. “Rowan hates me too, Mom. He didn’t even say hi to

something very complicated

it?” I asked

away. “He found his mate, and… Hanna is

has… powers.”

Hanna of Red Lakes? Is that why

“Yes.”

Hanna is

“No…”

can

really

physically capable of jumping to my feet without struggling to get out of the bed,

know what that

“This is going to be

***

when I lost my powers?”

I recounted every detail from the moment I met Troy to the second

a sandwich Gretchen had brought up for me on the swell of my stomach. “And… the moonstone we found in the tomb, I used it to bring Troy back to

people of… Dianny? Is that what that pack is

Sisters of Artemis is

I think I understand. They think… bringing

sure what would happen.” I swallowed, looking down at the sandwich. “But I think we’re supposed to be the ones to

told me what

felt suddenly at peace. We had made it this far, overcome so much. I was looking forward

then the door to the

eyes downcast as he moved to the end of the

an apology,” he said, looking up at me through his

on,” I said

Mom said in a

me, then cleared his throat.

“For what, exactly?”

glare, then glanced at Mom, a silent plea for help in his eyes. She shrugged, smiling

our

of your control.” He ran his tongue along

accept your apology,” I said, sitting up

“No,” he said shortly.

Troy is allowed to sleep

“Absolutely not.”

he can

red. Mom’s eyes widened as she looked down at her lap,

Troy

don’t think he was expecting. He

on him, I thought.

had when I first laid eyes on him. He was rested and at ease, a glimmer of mischief in his eye. I smiled at

bow, who was watching

care of our daughter,” she said, sounding

but then stopped when Mom’s gaze locked on him. “Thank

welcome.” Troy shifted his weight uncomfortably. “I’m sorry

up to scratch his beard as I exhaled deeply, rolling my eyes. I set the sandwich on the nightstand, attempting to swing my legs out of the bed

to you since we got here.” Troy looked

just huge. And tired. You don’t have to sleep

they will arrive in the morning. Troy, we will have a lot to discuss with the two of them regarding your title,” Dad

down on

rightful seat as

wedding?” Mom and I said

tucking his hands behind his

course,” Troy said,

owe you thanks, Troy, for taking care of our daughter,” she said, sounding every bit

when Mom’s gaze

welcome.” Troy shifted his weight uncomfortably. “I’m

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