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“Nothing bad.” He rubs at the back of his neck and then looks at me. He opens his mouth and then closes it, like he’s not sure what to say, and then gives me a pleading look.
“We met an oracle,” I blurt out, not sure how to say the words ‘I’m pregnant.’ I still can’t quite believe it myself.
Everybody starts talking at once, clearly shocked by the fact that there is an oracle alive. They’re sorare.
I hold up a hand, trying to get them to quiet. “The existence of an oracle is not the news. The news is what the oracle told us.” I can’t hide my grin now. “Apparently I am… pregnant.”
Natalia shoots up out of her chair, screaming her delight. “Yes! I knew it would happen fast! I can’t wait to have nieces and nephews to spoil!”
“That’s wonderful.” Dove gets out of her chair too, heading to Stellan to give him a hug.
He stands up, hugging her.
“Apparently you’re going to have alotof nieces to spoil,” I say, unable to help myself.
Natalia’s eyes widen. “What about nephews? Stellan will need an heir.”
“Oh, well, I am apparently pregnant with twins—one is a girl, but the other is a boy. The oracle told us that he’s a dragon shifter, but he also is going to have exceptionally strong elf magic.” I chew on my lip, not sure how they will react to that.
King Basilicus grins. “Excellent.”
Dove lets go of Stellan and comes over to me, wrapping me in a hug. “I am always free to babysit, any time.”
I can’t help but smile at her offer. Stellan’s family is the best.
“I’ll babysit too,” Evander says. “But notalways. Just occasionally.”
I glance at him as Dove pulls back. “Thanks. You’re going to have to teach them how to surf.”
Stellan slips his arm around my back. “But Wisteria will have to wait to learn how to surf until after the babies are born.”
“I can surf while pregnant,” I say, objecting. One look at Stellan tells me he’s not going to back down on the issue, so I don’t argue. I’ll let him have this one. I’m sure we’ll have lots to argue over during my pregnancy, especially considering how protective dragon shifters are.
Stellan smirks at me, clearly reading my thoughts.I will protect you, no matter what.
But I don’t always need protection. With my elf magic, I can protect myself. And I don’t have to be in Stellan’s mind to know he’s relieved that I can protect me and our children if the situation arises. Still, I don’t mention that because I know he is only thinking of me. He wants to protect me—it’s in his very nature to do so.
“So everything is all good now, right?” Natalia asks her dad as the servants bring out food. “The fae are backingdown because of the alliance. The rebel dragons probably will too, since they don’t stand a chance.”
King Basilicus frowns. “I’m afraid it might not be that simple. I am worried this might make them act more rashly. They’re not going to like us aligning with other supernaturals like this. The fact that they upped their attacks after Stellan’s marriage proves that.”
“I will stay for a while,” Venali promises. “Grandfather wouldn’t want me to leave anyway, not until we’re sure Wisteria is safe. And our magic is stronger when we’re together.”
I turn to my cousin, giving him a smile. “Thank you.”
Everybody chats excitedly through dinner, mostly about the alliance and my pregnancy. It’s still weird to think about me being pregnant. I don’tfeelpregnant. I haven’t even taken a test, I’m just trusting the word of an oracle. And, okay, maybe oracles are historically accurate with their prophecies. But I still just can’t wrap my head around it.
After dinner, Stellan slips his arm around me and leads me toward our rooms.
“We’ll need bigger living quarters soon,” Stellan says. He kisses me on the top of my head.
I frown. “I like our little space.”
“We’ll need more rooms. And our own kitchen, for the middle of the night when we need to make bottles.”
Bottles.
My heart speeds up.
