Ankyra Sound holy water

If he leaves again, the rest of Sapphique will help you raise them, Meerkat reminded herself, eyes lingering on Chacal as she crooned about naming little girls. It reminded her that Njord had christened each of their three children.

What, she asked around a lump in her throat, are some of the other names you like?

She tried to stay focused. But her stomach flipped when she realized she wasn’t necessarily afraid of Njord leaving her to raise another litter of children without him. Her fear was insidiously, selfishly specific: she worried that he would vanish before they even conceived, taking not only himself but all her dreams along with him.

That’s not going to happen! Meerkat screamed internally.