Love mends even the broken parts
Just because Loren knew where to find Phoebe didn’t mean he’d go find her. Indeed, he almost told her not to hold her breath again; he was good at not doing what he was supposed to or what was good for him. Still, he wasn’t going to get into that with her. ”I know.” Then the healer was off to put the boys to bed. As he waited for her to finish, he finally ate his slice of cobbler, then took it over to wash it. As the midwife emerged from what the Launceleyn assumed was the children’s bedroom, Loren made sure to speak in a whisper. ”The packs?” Even it she had forgotten his original purpose here—though how could she, when her nephews were hopefully fast asleep—the summoner hadn’t. Nor could he let her off the hook just because they’d had a relatively pleasant evening.
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