"Have you seen Coulter?" Eleanor asked Jenna, her hands going on her waist, her brows furrowed.

She was all dressed up for the birthday celebrations later, but the celebrant and his father were both missing, and she felt like she knew exactly where they could both be.

Jenna gave a small chuckle. "Have you asked His Majesty?"

"Well, guess what? He is missing too!" Her voice was breathy, exasperated.

Eric smiled, holding Jenna and carefully placing his hand on her baby bump. She was almost due now, and Eric made sure to treat her like an egg.

"He is probably teaching him archery this time."

Eleanor closed her eyes and...