Witch's Marsh triangle

No, she said right at the same time Glaukos said, “I am my own.”

She clapped her mouth shut and let him explain, eyes sparkling when he mentioned Rivenwood, their home. Druid felt a sense of possessiveness welling up inside her, though it wasn’t over him so much as their collective future.

Looking to the woman Sialuk, she said, I am carrying Glaukos’s children. If he chooses, then he’s welcome to give you children too. But I hope he chooses to come home to me in Rivenwood, Druid said softly, eyes settling on his bear-like face.

Of course, he might choose otherwise. Druid wouldn’t force his hand, though she didn’t know where that would leave her. Her heart thudded in her chest. It had been so long, she’d forgotten what it was like to have something to lose.