Book 3: A New Heir

Candace

“Here we go.” Raven’s Aunt Nola holds out a squalling, still bloody, bundle of baby.

Kieran accepts it like he barely notices the blood. Raven just slumps back against her pillows, sweat-soaked and panting.

“We have a son.” Kieran’s grin could light up a whole castle.

“Lemme see’m,” Raven mumbles.

I twist the towel I was blotting her forehead with between my fingers and try to stay in this moment. In here, nothing matters other than the exhausted, beatific smile that parts Raven’s lips when Kieran lays her son on her chest. Out there—

I’m not thinking about that. Right now, I am nothing more than a new aunt.

“He is wonderful,” Estrella breathes, reaching for Anwen’s hand. Before long, I get the feeling the two of them will have an heir of their own.

“Really beautiful,” I manage. It’s true, with a smear of dark hair already covering his forehead and what look like Solberg-blue eyes. “What are you going to call h