Chapter 15

Maya stood next to Tristan and stared down at Avery and Marshall’s entwined bodies. Tristan glanced at her and she answered the question in his eyes.

“Sophia fell asleep in the carriage.”

She reached for the sleeping baby in his arms and he handed him to her. She quickly tucked him into the sling.

“How is he doing?” she murmured.

“He’s starting to move and crying out a bit,” Tristan replied.

She breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s a good sign.”

“What is she?”

“She is not a witch, m’lord. I swear to you.”

“That’s not what I asked,” he said impatiently.

“She’s a healer.”

“A healer?” He frowned.

“Aye. She can touch people and heal their sicknesses.”

“What do you mean?”

She shrugged. “I mean that if someone is hurt or sick, Avery can touch them, hold them and something inside of her heals them.”

He stared at her. “Has she always been this way?”

“No. She did not develop her ability until her monthlie