Jay's words from that morning lingered in Liv's mind. They were simple, almost plain, but the tone he used…It made her understand something she had never truly grasped before. He wasn't forbidding her. He was afraid afraid something might happen to her, afraid he might lose her and the child.
Ted's explanation only confirmed it. He carefully told Liv how fragile her body was during pregnancy, how sensitive she'd become to the scent of demon-blooded beings. Everyone in the territory carried traces of it servants, knights, villagers. None of them were as strong as Zeltar, but even the faintest traces were enough to make her body suffer.
Liv finally understood. Jay was not restricting her. Jay was protecting her, protecting them.
Days passed quietly. Liv spent her time resting, reading, or sitting in the garden wrapped in warm blankets. And without realizing it, the day of their departure to the capital finally arrived.
