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which one of you to comfort first.”
    “Fine. But you have to stay next to me all night in case I get the urge to hug someone.” Caro tried to be serious, but she kept Axom’s arm around her as they went into the dining room. She just liked the feel and smell of him to be close.
    It was a new addiction and she was willing to feed it.
    Dinner was a friendly affair—salads, pasta, a nice grilled and spiced chicken breast. There was wine, but Caro and Westa did not drink. Carolyn knew that her metabolism burned the alcohol quickly, but with Westa, there could be one very likely reason. She inhaled deeply and asked with a grin, “So, Lucky, how pregnant are you?”
    She was astonished. “How did you know?” Henry was looking shocked and pleased at the same time.
    “You smell pregnant, and you weren’t drinking wine. You used to love wine.”
    Henry was taking Westa’s hand and rubbing the palm. “I smell pregnant? How good is your nose?”
    “Pretty darn good. You used to smell like oak and lilac, now you smell like acorns.”
    “Thanks, I think.” Westa looked over to Henry. “I was going to tell you as soon as I was sure. I can’t be more than two weeks along.”
    His smile was still wide and genuine. “I didn’t think you would hide it from me, I am just excited and pleased that it has happened. Our race does not have a high birth rate in general. Children are cherished, no matter when or how they appear.”
    With the other couple firmly engaged in their own meeting of hands and hearts , Carolyn turned to Axom. “Is what he said true? About your birth rate?”
    He kept his voice low as Henry placed his hand over Westa’s abdomen. “Yes. For years we were afraid that we would die out as a species. When we left the Earth into Underhill, we hoped for the day that magic would decide it was safe to return. That day has finally come. It has come in the form of psychics, people of exceptional ability, and those who carry pure magic in their blood. You seven are the latter. To anchor our species to this time and place , we need you, and will do whatever it takes to get you to accept us.”
    “You are serious.”
    “Oh, yes. Nothing here occurred by chance. This town was created to blend in with the local communities, dozens of males were considered for each of you with only your best match being chosen to actually meet you in person.”
    She was getting a little irritated at their highhanded behaviour. “And who made this choice?”
    “That would be your friend Valentine. She came here after she was attacked by the Lios who tried to take her. She has been instrumental in choosing the right elf for the correct woman. With Westa, Fiona and Hannah, she is branching into matching the rest of the males here at Silverwood.”
    Carolyn looked over at Lucky and Henry. They were watching her. “Is this true?”
    Henry answered, “We cannot lie, but yes, it is true. Westa spends the better part of each day helping Valentine and the others find matches for the unmated males who volunteered to be matched to a human.”
    “Some didn’t volunteer?”
    “Some consider humans beneath them and they will remain in Underhill while the rest of us meet this new world head on.” He shrugged. “They will have a chance to reconsider in a few hundred years.”
    “Okay. That seems like a long time.”
    “You will get used to an enhanced life expectancy. The magic in you will not let you die for several hundred years.”
    That was a bit of a shocker. “Enhanced life expectancy?”
    “A minimum of four hundred years.” It was Lucky talking now, perhaps to calm Caro who had let a shrill tone creep into her voice. “The magic that we carry wants a chance to develop and grow. Tell me that you haven’t felt like a million bucks and never even gotten the sniffles since you came into your power.”
    Caro thought for a long moment. She could remember getting a sniffle when she was eight, but nothing since the summer that she spent