Months Later

Reeva

“I’m going to need at least three formal gowns,” I say, and since talking seems to be steadying my nerves, I keep going. “They’ll be throwing at least that many formal events, one for each baby. And my mother will want to do something special as well. I don’t have that many gowns. I suppose I can buy some there and—”

“It’s all right, love.” Axel wraps a comforting arm around me, grasping one of my hands in his to steady it. Warmth and calm rush over me in response. “Trisha is going to be just fine. She has the best healers in all of Green Mountain,...