The Midwife's Wards

Fine. If Phoebe wanted to be pedantic and difficult, that was her prerogative. Loren could afford to use words. He always had his magic and force to fall back on as a last resort. ”It’s for Roana and any magical items she had in her possession at any time. We don’t know what she had or what they might do, and some magical items can be activated at a distance.” As for the best interest for the children, yes, that was a concern. But there were other, more immediate concerns to consider. ”Yes. However, that doesn’t change the fact that the monarchy has ordered for any dangerous items that were once in Roana’s possession to be collected, especially given that she threatened to kill an entire race and we don’t know what else she might have planned. Public safety and lives unfortunately trumps the boy’s well-being.” The healer didn't have to like any of this, but she did have to obey. He paused to let that sink in. ”That being said, I’m still willing for this search to go peacefully. However, all you need to know is that the queen’s word is law. You can either conduct the search under my supervision, or I will do it. Those are your only two options here and this is your final warning.” If she was dumb enough to assault a member of the militia, then she didn’t deserve to keep the kids. And her dragonling didn't scare him in the slightest. LOREN Not quite an open book