Chapter 47 : Can I Stay?

*Ember*

We were watching the large group of refugees from Yarin's camp congregate into the throne room, eager to help give them a place they can call home.

I felt privileged and extremely honored to watch this monumental moment in Kieran's first few days as king of the Burning Isles. He seemed quiet and I looked over at him to observe a small smile curling the corners of his mouth. There was a sparkle in his eye as if he had something on his mind.

"I have an idea," he said, turning to look at me as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Oh?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We can ask Yarin for help with the spell. She may know of a way to either reverse the spell or tamper with it. She's a very powerful mage, and since we are helping her people she may be willing to help us with this," Kieran said, pulling me close against him. "We could be together, with our child like we are meant to be."

He placed a hand over my stomach, brushing slightly with his finger. I swore I could