Liam was gratified to see that she came to breakfast with the necklace still fastened around her throat. Had she taken it off to sleep? His eyes rested on the small purple stone nestled next to her neck. Its color reminded him of Violet’s eyes. Violet was nestled comfortably in Willow’s arms, watching the world calmly. It was hard to believe this was the same infant who had terrorized the Keep in her first days with her relentless howls. When Liam reached for his daughter, she rewarded him with a gummy smile.
“Did you see that?” He looked up at Willow in surprise, “She smiled at me! Yes, it was a real smile, I’m sure of it!” He held the baby up close to his face. “I didn’t know a child so young could smile yet.”
Willow couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm. “Violet has
