The moment after I ended the call with Kaelen, I sank back into the plush living room couch. His voice had been tight, strained with the weight of Princess Elara's death. "I'll be late," he'd said. "Council emergency meeting. Don't wait up."
I placed my hand protectively over my baby bump. "It's just you and me for a while longer, little one."
"Not quite," Harrison said, wheeling himself into the living room. "You've got me and that oversized puppy of a brother-in-law of yours."
Ronan followed behind his father, rolling his eyes. "I'm right here, Dad."
Despite everything, I couldn't help but smile. The Thorne men had become my family in ways I never expected. Even Ronan, who'd initially treated me with such disdain, now looked at me with something approaching brotherly affection.
"Any update from my son?" Harrison asked, moving his wheelchair beside me.
