“My queen. You have a spectre. You have used it on different occasions to do things that, well, might not have happened otherwise. Maybe…”“That is interesting,” the queen said with interest, her face scrunching up in concentration like she was trying to remember the sceptre. “You are right, maybe it can help. But we do not have it here with us, so that is out of it.”“Actually, I managed to seal it away in your family’s secret passage, my queen.”“Great,” the queen chuckled humourlessly. “What can help my helper is at a place where they want me dead.”As they spoke, she continued feeding her babies. She gently placed the second, who had fallen asleep at her breast, back in the bassinet. Then she carried the third.Her face was set as she turned back to them, even while gently placing the baby at her breast. She cooed at her baby girl, then looked up again, her voice reduced even though the intensity remained. “Plus, my memory is shot right now. More advantage for them.”Lorraine wa
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