Abigail This is too much. This is too much information. Too much. Too much. No, no, no. I felt myself shutting down again after what the Duke said. King Hayden had always been afraid Grayson would be more powerful than him. He thought he could control Grayson. Grayson was meant to destroy him. Or join him. No. No. He is not a prophetic hero. He is my husband, my best friend. He is MY hero. I won’t share him with the world. We are going to settle down at my estate and have a boatload of children and be happy. Simple, lovely lives – just like we planned. My beautiful, kind, loving, brilliant husband would come back to me, and everything would go back to normal.Oh gods, someone help me.“Abby!” Rose cried out, catching me before I hit the ground. “Too much!” I cried, burying my face in my hands. “We really need to stop overloading this child with information,” Thomas said dryly. Rose shot him a dirty look. He shrugged. “Abigail? Sweetheart, are you okay?” King Marcus asked, kneel
Catherine That afternoon had truly been a wealth of information – I could see why Abby got overwhelmed. It was good to see Rose and Abby laugh again, though. These babies will be a blessing – they’re already healing their family.A few evenings later, Rose and I took a walk down to the riverbank. I held her hand as we walked, our fingers laced together. She kissed me when we got to the water’s edge, and I responded by sliding my hand up her shirt. She let out a small moan and deepened the kiss.“Should we get a bath?” I whispered. “Yes,” she responded breathlessly. I openly admired her as she got undressed. She saw me watching her and blushed. “Don’t be shy,” I said, reaching my hand out to take hers. “You’re beautiful.”She managed to get even redder and looked away before responding, “So are you.”I picked her up and carried her into the water as she squealed at how cold it was. She clung to me to stay warm, and I was in no hurry to let her go. I ran my hands over her bare skin
Rose “Run!” Thomas shouted. None of us hesitated. I grabbed Cat’s hand after I saw Thomas had my sister’s. The sun had been setting when we spotted the tower, and it was even darker in the trees. We were able to spread out a bit and use the darkness to our advantage. Still, the shouting and hoof beats grew louder.“Seriously?!” Cat yelled as the sky opened above us, and it started to rain. A clap of thunder made me jump, and we all quickened our pace. Thomas must not have been happy with Abby’s speed because he had picked her up and was running with her in his arms.“In here!” Aryk called, ushering us into a cave. We ran into the cave until we rounded a corner, then we all hunkered down, weapons drawn. Abby had her bow out and loaded and was peeking around the corner. The storm outside was getting worse. Thanks to the lightning, we saw the trolls run right by the cave, not slowing down at all. The horse and its dark rider weren’t so easily fooled. It stopped outside the cave, and
Grayson “Who is Kasdeyah?” I asked, afraid of the answer. “Well, not to be obvious, but she is the Queen of Hell,” Duey replied. “She’s also the source of all Darkness and Dark magic. And our father has bound himself to her, in hopes of becoming her king.”“What the hell?!” I shouted at the end of my rope. Was there an end to the terrible things I was learning about my father? “What is he thinking?”“Power, Gray,” my brother answered. “It’s all he’s ever wanted. He planned on killing everyone and taking Alderei after your wedding to Catherine.”I put my head in my hands. “No,” I whispered. “I’m sorry, Gray,” Duey put a hand on my shoulder. “Our father is not a good man.”We walked for a long time together, just talking. I told him about losing Abby after his death and then finding her again, almost being forced to marry Catherine, and how our father had been treating our mother and myself. “He’s moved on to beating mother now and not just berating her?” he spat. “Grayson, I hope y
Catherine The midwife came to see Abby first thing in the morning. Abby had asked Rose and I to stay with her in case something happened or there was bad news. “All seems well, Princess,” the older woman declared after a thorough examination. “The babes are active, and their hearts sound strong. You’ve done amazingly well for traveling throughout your entire pregnancy.” Abby smiled, just barely. She still looked so tired.“Anyway, I have no worries for either you or the little ones,” the midwife, whose name was Anna, continued. “If I had to venture a guess, based on what you’ve told me and what I’ve seen here, I’d say you have about two more weeks, since twins have a tendency to come early.”Abby put her head back against the wall. “Two more weeks?” She sighed in frustration. “The longer they bake, the better they are,” Anna said, smiling. “I am prescribing you rest until they come, however,” she went on. “You’ve done enough activity for one pregnancy, and I can tell it’s been caus
Rose Catherine ran to tell the others that we needed to leave – now. Abby was very sick, and we needed to find Grayson. While I waited for her to return, we heard a commotion outside and shouting from one of the guard towers.“Oh my gods, Rose,” Cat burst into the room. “Come with me!”I ran after her out of the building. We skidded to a stop as soon as we set foot on dirt. When I saw what the commotion was, I almost fainted. “Grayson?” It was Grayson, but he was a mess. His clothes were torn, and parts of them looked burnt. His hair was a mess and filthy, as was his face. “Rose?” He sounded terrible. “Yes?”“Help,” he said and immediately passed out, falling to the ground. “Grayson!” I yelled, running toward him. I knelt next to where he lay and started to shake him. “Grayson! Gray! Wake up!” I shook him harder. “Come on! You can’t do this! Wake up! Abby’s right inside!” I started crying. “You’re so close! Please wake up! Grayson, please!” I put my head down on his chest, sobbi
Grayson I stared into the eyes of my beautiful wife as we lay in bed the morning after my return. I was home. I reached out to stroke her hair, and she smiled sleepily. Her hand reached out and caressed my cheek.She winced and rubbed her belly. “Your children are very active today.”I kissed her forehead. “Our children,” I said happily. She closed her eyes. “When they misbehave, they’re your children,” she smirked. I let out a good laugh and pulled her close. I put my hand on her belly and could feel the babies moving about. They *were* very active today. “Little beans,” I said to her stomach. “Give your poor mama a break.” One of them kicked my hand as if in response. The midwife came in a few minutes later and bustled about with confidence before asking, “How is everyone doing today?”Abby sat up slowly, with my help. “Better,” she answered. “Still tired, the babies are still dancing around in there, but better.” She squeezed my hand. “Anna, have you met my husband Grayson?”Sh
Catherine Grayson was back, and Abby and the babies were healthy and beautiful. Any fear we had about losing any of them was gone. We all felt more relaxed than we had in a long time.Rose was in heaven, helping with the babies and making sure Abby was okay and healing. She loved snuggling with them both and could often be found doing just that. Abby called the twins her sunshine. Laurie said they were as sweet as honey.One afternoon, about two weeks after they were born, I found Rose holding Olivia while Abby slept. Grayson was holding Samuel, smiling brightly. He had been so wonderful since their birth, moving between the babies and Abby, making sure they all had everything they needed. He had jumped head first into being a father and seemed to be thriving, which didn’t surprise me at all.“How is the happy family?” I asked, kissing Rose.“Happy,” Rose responded. “Very happy,” Grayson said.I took Olivia from Rose and snuggled her, “Hi little bean.” Olivia regarded me seriously.