Chapter 209

I sat stiffly on a chaise by the fire and stared straight ahead. In my mind I saw Hannah’s birth and I remembered her first words. Her happy little face the day she learned to fly swam in my mind. She was perfect in every way, except her temper.

Damien and his brothers jumped when I started to laugh. When I started to cry I had their full attention. Hannah’s fiery temper was such a nuisance. Certainly it had come from her father, his temper was legendary.

Would it make her powerful in the world or would it be her downfall? I suddenly wondered.

“Should we use the calming cream?” Kein asked softly from my left.

The men debated and I roused enough to speak for myself.

“No,” I told them in a cracking voice, “it makes me forget and I want to remember Hannah. It makes me sad, but I want to remember her last days with me, even if it hurts.”

Christof sat beside me and held my hand. Leaning over I lay my head on his shoulder. Damien sat on my other side an