Heart Skipped a Beat

N/A · 07-18-2013, 06:48 PM

It wouldn't have mattered if she'd have hovered out of the den on the wings of an owl, Maverick would have sensed her departure and gladly followed after her. That's what love was all about - at least to him. As he sat, watching her pace and fret, her comment shot back at him like an arrow. The biting tone hadn't been anticipated, and he gave a bit of a snort in an involuntary response. He knew he'd have to get used to this, especially if she really was pregnant. Mood swings would come and go and he'd have to learn to roll with the punches. Oh what joy. It was the least he could do, really. She was the one carrying the children - if that was the case - she was the one that would face the hormones and the pain in bringing them onto this earth. She soon apologized though, and an ear twitched idly. Was this a trick? She chided at him to keep doing what he was doing - but what exactly was it that he was doing? He felt like he was doing nothing.

I don't think you are crazy, Epiphron, but I do think we ought to figure this thing out. But how? He didn't know anything about this pregnancy thing. Erani might, but she was far off in Valhalla. Loccian was the logical first choice, but she would likely inform the King if she figured out that the Prince and Princess were nosing around for information on pregnancies. I suppose we could try to find out from Loccian? If his wife was up for it, he would summon the healer at once. It was time they got some answers - no matter what those answers told them. As much as he liked the idea of Epiphron carrying his children, he was growing tired of these uncertainties.

speak,

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