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“I’m glad you like it,” I told her softly. “I’m sorry for all the subterfuge. I just wanted it to be a surprise.”
Sniffling, she pulled back, a wide smile on her face. “That it was. And it makes the entire week in lockup worthwhile,” she told me. “Thank you.”
She lifted her head and peered curiously down the hallway at the other doorways. “But what are those?”
I raised my eyebrows. “This whole wing is for the children,” I told her, surprised that she hadn’t figured it out.
She frowned. “Whose children?”
“Our children, Zephy. The kingdom’s children.”
A hot blush stained her cheeks, and she stared at me, pursing her lips together, understanding filling her face.
“Our children,” she repeated, as if it hadn’t occurred to her until that moment that there might be more than one.
I placed my hands on her belly, and she put her fingers over mine.
She giggled lightly. “I’m sure there are at least ten other rooms in this place that could have been used for nurseries already.”
I shook my head. “No,” I denied. “Not for our children. This is fresh and new for us.”
Her smile widened.
“Our children,” she repeated.
“Our children,” I agreed. “And we’ll build as many rooms and as many wings as necessary to ensure that Ironhelm Place lives on.”
She cocked her head back and peered at me lovingly. “Yes, my love,” she whispered. “Ironhelm will always be filled with our bloodline now.”
Epilogue
ZEPHY
Five Years Later
Iwas beginning to get a headache at the Council of Ministers meeting and wished that Sepher and Yasmir would stop bickering like an old married couple.
“Would you like me to interject, Luna?” Ryland whispered from behind me.
Appalled, I stared at him, shaking my head. This was only the fifth time I’d led the cabinet on my own, and I certainly wasn’t going to show them that I couldn’t control a silly argument.
“NO! How many times do I have to tell you that we’re not having the festival—” Yasmir started to shout, but before he could finish his sentence, I summoned a lightning bolt through the skylight, raining glass over the council members, causing the attendees to scatter like rats on a sinking ships.
No one was hurt, of course, as I used a separate protection spell, but the drama of it scared and silenced them all like I knew it would.
Honestly, why do I always have to use dramatic magic to make them listen?
“Luna!” Ryland choked, running to save me, but I held up a hand, staring at the whimpering males.
Immediately, the guard stepped back, realizing that I had been the cause of the chaos.
“Ensure that someone fixes that right away,” I ordered Ryland. “Pay them double for the trouble. Same for the cleanup.”
“Yes, Luna,” he mumbled, a glint of appreciation overtaking his eyes.
The entire meeting fell silent, all eyes roaming in my direction as I stood at the podium.
“Are you quite finished now?” I asked pleasantly. “Or do you need some more time to complete this little screaming match?”
