Exton

From the doorway, Pike and Wish watch silently. They drift to the other side of the hall, sliding down the wall to squat within sight of the room. The Warrior Spirit sighs deeply. Wish glances at him, gaze returning to the room's doorway.

"No more... did you foresee that, *mo ghrá? You told her the next would not be so bad."

Wish crosses her arms on her knees, resting her chin. "I see children. Only one born painfully of her flesh. The others... their bearing will be of love, not pain. Not all will be babes..." Her eyes are distant, lost. A sudden grin crosses her face.

"Not all will be... Human or Fae."

The tap on Star's window is barely heard, but Pike is there before anyone else. Wish stands behind him, hands raised to throw a spell. Rowan blinks, suddenly unsure that she had seen them outside the room mere moments ago. The tap comes again and Wish begins to laugh. She and Pike move back, letting the group of demifae at the glass peek inside. Each holds a flower. They place them on the windowsill, wave, then dart away.

Wish laughs aloud in the stunned silence.

"One born in pain... the others will be borne through love."

She turns merry eyes to Star. "My Lady, your love shines bright. The Wee Ones already know." She dances to Star's bedside and takes her hand. "They will not be the only ones." At the look on her face, Wish laughs again. "Be happy, Lady! You will bear many with the power of your love. It has already begun. Your Love has brought together the Fae of both Realms."


*my love