Just then a knock came at the door, quiet in comparison to the now crashing thunder outside.
“Yes?” Mara called.
Lucy entered and approached. On the night table next to Mara, she set down a mug. “Some more tea,” she said. “How are you feeling?”
“I think a bit better, thank you.”
“Adele’s come down with something now too, as have a few of the Oathtakers who’ve been helping with your children,” she said to Vida, scowling.
“I’m so sorry, Lucy.”
“Oh, never mind. It couldn’t be helped, I’m sure.” Then she glanced at the twins. “Actually though, I’m not sure the two of you should be spending time with Mara just now—or with your sister, for that matter. We don’t need you coming down with anything.”
“I’m fine,” Reigna said.
“Me too,” Eden agreed.
“Very well then, as you say,” Lucy said. “So, what are you all up to anyway?”
She leaned over and glanced at the ring that Mara still held. “Oh, I see,” she addressed the three sisters. “You’re going through some of your mother’s things.”
“Yes,” Vida said.
“These rooms here that Mara and Dixon are using, your parents used to share,” Lucy said as she waved her hand to indicate their surroundings. “When we moved in, I went through them. I had some of your mother’s things packed up for storing in the lower levels. Some day, if things ever settle down, we can go through them together.”
“I’d like that,” Eden said.
“Thank you, yes, so would I,” her twin agreed.
Vida merely nodded and smiled.
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