"You're right. Sorry." The moment she stopped feeling the newborns' skin against her own, weakness took hold of Quylla again.
Faluel needed to use Invigoration on her just to keep Quylla awake.
"Come to daddy, my beautiful twins!" Morok said with open arms.
Orikan and Jirya exchanged a glance before staring at the anomaly in suspicion. Morok was the only man in a room full of women, making him stand out amid the small crowd like a sore thumb.
"What's with those faces? I'm your father! Search your hearts, all four of them, you know it to be true!"
From behind the door, Lith had to snort to suppress a laughter.
The twins recognized that voice. They had heard it countless times when their mother talked, argued, laughed, argued, cried, and argued. They knew Morok's voice well, having heard it for months, but they couldn't put a face to it until that moment.
Orikan and Jirya giggled and cooed as they were brought closer, welcoming their father with the cutest smiles.
