And the flame twisted away into the night, and Kellen with it. His final cry sounding all around me.
No. Oh, god, no.
They were still there. Watching me. “Please. Please give me another chance. I didn’t mean to let go!”
Our laws require us to give you one chance. You have failed. We have done our duty, little mother, and will give you no more.
I touched my stomach, suddenly afraid. “My baby- the fire-“
She lives. The fire was raw magic, little mother, not true flame.
She. “I – I want him back.”
We are done with this, this night. She moved forward, the leader, and pressed a formless hand against my belly. We will see you in seven years.
And they were gone. Their light, their energy, their presence.
Inside me, the baby shifted for the first time. Save her, I was alone.
Me? Or Kellen’s and my baby?