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“Congratulations. I know you’re going to be a great mom.”
“Thanks, you are too.”
She claps a hand over her mouth as Yarvok stares at me in shock.
“Sorry,” Elena says sheepishly.
“Well, I wanted to make it a big surprise,” I say, sighing as I turn to Yarvok. “But guess what? Who has two golden eyes, hundreds of red scales, and is going to be a daddy?”
Yarvok whoops and hollers, picking me up and spinning me around in circles. I laugh so hard tears fall out of my eyes.
Who would have thought New Verdan would turn out to be my heaven?
The End
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Forty-One
Kravath
Istare at the three children in front of me as they tumble around on the throne room floor.
Can I see any resemblance to Balak in their young faces? I catch just a glimpse of my dead brother’s nose here, his chin there. I barely knew his wife, so whatever features might belong to her are lost on me.
The one thing I’m certain of is that the male’s pale blue skin will eventually deepen to Balak’s royal indigo.
One of the triplets lets out a squawk as another one sits on her face. The high-pitched noise is surprisingly loud and echoes around the high ceiling of the throne room. I wince.
Balak and I weren’t close, but family is family. I know it’s my responsibility to care for his toddlers now that he’s gone, even if I have no idea what to do with these little monsters. I don’t even know their names.
“My King?”
I lift my head. My chief financial advisor is standing at the double-doored entrance. He raises an eyebrow as he takes in the rambunctious playing of my new charges.
“Yes, Larim? What is it?”
“King Kravath, your council meeting? It began a few minutes ago.”
I curse and stand up abruptly. It isn’t like me to forget my responsibilities.
I glare at the triplets. Having to deal with them has distracted me from my duties, which is a problem.
No sooner have I thought this that the problem gets worse.
A shattering wail bursts through the air of the throne room. One of the little females has the other one’s ear between her fingers and is pulling—hard. The little male child begins laughing hysterically and poking his siblings.
“Enough!” I bellow, striding over to them. This only makes the upset one cry harder. Instinctively, I pick her up, so that her sister can no longer yank at her ear.
