"So, he was right," Lillyn tells Mystic as she walks into the Luna Queens office and sits across from her as she writes a letter on her desk with a delicate scrawl.
"Who was right?" Mystic asks as she looks up and raises a brow at Lillyn.
"Wes. My twins are girls."
"Oh my Goddess! That's so exciting! Do you think he was right about them being his?"
"Mystic, there's no way he can know that."
"Hmm, I guess we will see then, when the twins turn 18. He'll scent them before then, but they can't be told until they are 18."
Lillyn stared at her Queen. If they are to believe that Dawn and Farrah are Wes's mates, then her little girls will be princesses.
"Well, that's one down and three to go," Mystic says with a sigh as she signs her letter, folds it and puts it on a silver tray.
