Going back to the room, I find Valarian is tucked in beside his mother, the blanket pulled high under his chin. My father is still seated beside the bed, and he holds a finger to his lips, pointing to the bed..
"What was that about?" my father asks as I drop into the chair beside him.
"John and I have no idea. Something is going on with him, though. He kept talking about some impending war," I tell him, and his brows furrow.
"I will ask around, see if I can find anything out" he sighs.
"Do you want me to take Valarian?"
I glance at the bed where Valarian lay and shake my head. "No, I will take him home with me later; you head home," I tell him, despite not wanting to leave Everly. Our son needed me, and I knew she would like one of us with him.
"Valen, I..."
"Not now!" I growl. I di
