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order to avoid squashing her rounded belly. They were acting as though they had not seen each other in ages, rather than a week. It was probably because Bella was so happy to see another woman that she was projecting it enough to affect the sensitive empath. Sometimes Legna got swept up in others" enthusiasms, and she did not mind. It was one of the better emotions to get caught up in.
    Isabella laughed, pulling back to look at her friend, tossing back her heavy head of pitch-black hair, the tresses gleaming like raven"s feathers as they immediately snaked down the length of the Druid"s spine. Isabella barely reached Legna"s shoulder, so petite compared to the empath, who was very close to being six feet tall. All Demons were tall. Bella often complained that talking to them gave her a crick in her neck, but Legna had noticed Bella"s neck never seemed to hurt when she had to reach for her mate"s kiss.
    “You are such a liar,” Bella accused without zeal.
    “I look like I am carrying a small basketball under my dress. I"m only five months pregnant and I"m already tired of waddling around.”
    “Well, far be it from me to remind you, but that baby is half Demon. Five months is only a little bit over first trimester, by Demon standards.”
    “Okay, just for reminding me of that, you are no longer my friend. Poof yourself out of here right this minute,” Isabella commanded, her hands on her hips in mock indignity as she glared at the beautiful woman across from her. Magdelegna chuckled, moving with her fluid grace in order to circle the little Druid"s shoulders with a comforting arm. “And,” Bella sighed wistfully as her arm circled Legna"s waist, “you have to go and have a perfect figure on top of it.”
    “Now, now,” Legna soothed and scolded her.
    “How is Jacob?” she asked, guiding Bella to a comfortable couch in a cozy conversation area near a beautiful window of stained glass picturing the wilds and wildlife of a forest. The empath felt the care that had gone into the piece, saw the detail, and it was all very breathtaking. Moonlight struck through it, sending silvered colors over them as they sat on couches close to but opposite one another.
    “Busy.” Isabella exhaled hard, trying to shove her heavy hair behind her ear with impatient fingers. “I should be helping him. I am supposed to be his partner.
    It says so in black and white... or... well, actually it"s kind of a grayish beige scroll with little red—” Bella gasped, then growled in frustration at herself because she had found a tangent. “The point is, I am destined by this wondrous lost Demon prophecy I discovered to be the one that changes all of Demon destiny by working at his side. Instead, I"m stuck here, sitting on the couch, watching and feeling everything that happens to him from a distance. It really bites.” Bella pulled up her legs, crossing them in a meditation position. “I"ll tell you this, if he gives me one more order with that W word again, I"m going to divorce him before we even finish the wedding.”
    “The W ... ? Okay, Bella, as usual you have lost me. W word?”
    “Yeah. W ,... as in Wife. Ugh! He"s always saying or thinking things in this high and mighty way and tacking the word „wife" onto the end like it"s some kind of password that lets him order me around.” Bella noted her friend"s still perplexed expression, so she screwed up her face, attitude, and voice into an uncanny approximation of Jacob. “„I do not want you hunting in your condition, wife . It is too dangerous for you and the babe to accompany me, wife . I have told Elijah that there are to be no more training lessons until after the birth, and do not argue with me about this, wife , because my mind is set."” Isabella sagged back with a frustrated sigh.
    “Oy! It"s just so obnoxious and so... high-handed! You know the honeymoon is over when you go from „my love," „my little flower," and „my heart" and become simply „ wife. "”
    Legna