*David*
Randall’s son attacked the King. Out in broad daylight, with all of us around. It surprised me, though, that no one seemed to worry about King Seth, but about Molly. She stumbled off the porch and I was able to catch her, but she still seemed to be in pain.
Could it be? Those bonds are so rare. I watched the King walk here and he would slow randomly. Could he feel her pains? Surely not. He delivered the child.
I look around at all of us crowded around the porch of the cabin. Lily told Peter before she went inside that there were too many people for the wards to hold very long. He assured her we’d be gone in the morning if they would hold. There was so much worry on her face, but she nodded at him as if she could keep them up all night.
I sigh, take a seat on the grou
