The morning had been deceptively calm.
Ren, Lilith, and Thorn were seated on the cracked wooden table inside their hideout, breakfast spread out before them. A simple meal of bread, dried meat, and water.
Lilith chewed quietly, her gaze soft as she watched Ren slice the last loaf. Thorn, already halfway through his portion, grunted his approval.
They all had different things on their minds. Lilith's hand would periodically drift to her belly, while she focused her Divine Gift on the budding soul.
She wished Ren could see what she was seeing. A new soul, slowly growing into something whole. It was the most beautiful sight she'd ever laid eyes on.
She turned to Ren with a smile, about to explain what he was missing out on when the floor trembled.
