Lyra's POV
I'd been feeling off these past few days. Morning dizziness, nausea that came in waves—but what really gave it away was my missing period. Late. Very late.
After Caelum left without a backward glance, too afraid he'd turn around and rush back to me, Tobias poked his head through the bedroom door.
"Ready, my queen?" His voice carried urgency, but I was scribbling something in my notebook.
I need to see Genevieve first.
"The order says you leave immediately."
I don't feel well. I need Genevieve to check me.
Worry creased his features. "The king doesn't know about this?" Concern sharpened his voice—if Caelum knew, he would've summoned Genevieve himself.
I shook my head quickly. Don't tell him. Today's crucial for him. I won't burden his mind—it'll destroy his focus when he needs it most for battle.
Tobias read my note, conflicted. "Stay here. I'll bring Genevieve to you."
