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you usually nap, but Ryder said to let you sleep. He said that you had taken some of Eliran’s herbs yesterday. With everything going on today, and what he’s done…well,” she tilted her head with a knowing smile, “I knew you’d want to be woken up.”
    “What’s he done now?” I asked deciding her words were worth waking up for. I accepted the glass with a thank you and drained the blessed water without blinking. “Well?” I asked again when she just smiled.
    “I had mentioned to the King about our lack of female books, and well, he misunderstood me and ordered them all. I think you now own every romance novel ever written.”
    “ Every romance novel ever written,” I whispered with a small grin spreading across my lips. “That’s a lot of books. It would take forever to just make a dent in that many novels.”
    “Synthia, you’re immortal now and time is something you have in abundance. Ristan also suggested we get you some books on mothering, and birthing as well. He also said to give you this,” she whispered wickedly as she glamoured a doll.
    “A baby doll—this is a joke, right?” I asked, confusion stamped on my face. She handed me the small newborn-sized doll, which started shrieking with an ear piercing cry the moment I held it. “How the hell do you shut it off?” I shouted over the wailing thing, which I held up by its leg.
    “Try cuddling with it, Flower,” Ristan said from the door. I turned a horrified look up at him.
    “You ass,” I growled as I tried to comfort the doll and failed. I had zero knowledge of how to calm a screaming baby; it wasn’t as if we had child raising classes at the Guild.
    “Here, like this,” he said as he sifted to the bed and took hold of the doll. “Gentleness is universal. Even Fae babes love a cuddle to feel secure; smart little things also like breasts.”
    I lifted a brow as he swaddled the doll in a blanket he glamoured, and rocked the lifelike doll in his arms. It instantly stopped crying and made gentle mewling sounds. I groaned. “I’m probably going to be the worst mother ever known to Fae and mankind alike.”
    “No, you just need to practice making Bob here, happy,” Ristan said as he eyed my growing belly. He, out of everyone here spent the most time watching my tummy, as if he expected the twins to show him the future, or theirs maybe. “Every mother fears that she will be a bad one. It’s what makes them a parent.”
    “And you think handing me a doll who hates me, will help? I’ve never had a mother, not one that I remember anyway, except for my foster mother, but those memories are mostly faded now. I’ve never even held an infant.”
    “Flower, those babes will have an entire Caste of Fae watching over them and protecting them. You won’t be raising them alone. A wise woman once told me that it takes a village to raise a child. You’ll be a fierce mother, and no other children will ever be as loved as yours.”
    That was if they lived. No one said it out loud, but we all thought it. It weighed on everyone’s mind as each minute passed and the birth grew closer. Faery was sick, and there was a real possibility my children would die because of it. It was a threat we couldn’t protect against, even though Darynda had been giving me every remedy known to the Fae race.
    I knew he was here before he peered inside the door. Adam looked good in his new role as the official Dark Prince. His hair was a little longer than I was used to, and his brands were more pronounced in contrast against his smooth skin.
    “There’s my girl,” he said as he leaned his tall body against the door. “How’re you feeling?”
    “I’m doing pretty good considering I’m the size of a small house. Well, minus the strange cravings and the persistent crying at random times.” I smiled as he shook his head.
    “Synthia, you’re pregnant. Crying is allowed.”
    “I feel like my entire body has been taken over by aliens,” I admitted.
    “Flower,