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She wore priestess robes, and her hair was pulled back in a bun that made her look motherly. Her blue eyes were so much like Ellie’s, and they were filled with warmth and concern.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” I said. “I’ve been feeling sick on and off the last couple of days, but nothing like this.”
“That’s what I’m here for.” Vanya smiled. “We’ll have you back on your feet in no time.”
She took my hand in hers and covered it with her other hand. She looked me in the eyes, and a moment later, warmth pulsed through my body as she tried to heal me. Her magic felt like warm water, running over my skin. It was welcome, and something about the healing energy was familiar. I’d felt this comforting feeling many times before.
I flashed on using this kind of power myself.
I wished I remembered how.
The nausea lifted, and I sagged on the pillows, finally feeling relief.
“Thank you,” I breathed.
Vanya nodded and forced a smile, but her eyes were still concerned.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. Something didn’t seem right.
“How do you feel?”
“Better,” I said. “I’m sure the rest of it will go away.”
“What have you been feeling? Anything else other than nausea?”
“Dizzy,” I admitted. “And sometimes, my lower back is killing me.”
Vanya nodded, but that look in her eyes was still there, and my stomach twisted.
“What’s wrong?”
She hesitated.
“Is it bad?” I asked.
Vanya still hesitated before she shook her head. “It’s not bad, Nylah. It’s just…”
“What?” I demanded when she still wouldn’t speak. “What’s going on?”
“Nylah, you’re not sick with some bug.”
“Then what’s wrong with me?”
“You’re with child.”
I stared at her, struggling to wrap my mind around what she’d just said.
“What?” My voice was small. “How could that be?”
Vanya didn’t answer. Logistically, I understood how that could be, but it wasn’t possible that I was pregnant. I couldn’t have a baby. Vanya didn’t respond right away. She knew I didn’t mean logistically.
“Ellie told me I don’t have a significant other,” I blurted out. “My life has always been dedicated to the throne, to service. I can’t be pregnant. I don’t have a mate!”
“You don’t need a mate to have a baby, Nylah.”
I knew that. I knew how babies were made. I just didn’t thinkI’dhave one.
Panic took over as the realization sank in. My breathing came in ragged, shallow gasps, and I felt dizzy.
