"No, because you have to explain to our parents how come they get to know about their grandchildren after everyone else." At those words, color drained from Friya’s face. "Mom is still angry at Dripha’s d-word thing. This won’t make her feel any better."
"Gods, you’re right, Quylla." Friya swallowed hard. "This time our mother is really going to kill someone."
***
"This does it." Jirni spoke with a soft, amiable voice not to scare Dripha or her unborn grandchildren, but if glares could kill, the entire Griffon Kingdom would have turned into Mogar’s biggest charnel house. "This time I’m going to kill someone.
"I don’t care who, as long as someone dies slowly at my hands."
After the discovery of Friya’s pregnancy, the analysis of the data of the events in Jiera had to be postponed. Quylla knew that the longer they waited to share the news with their parents, the angrier Jirni and the sadder Orion would become.
Also, no one was in the mood for research anymore.
Lucky the Ry howled in joy, and many others joined him as his voice spread throughout the Mansion. The Rys and Skolls threw back their heads and released guttural cries that echoed all the way into the depths of the Trawn woods.
"I’m sorry, Mom, it was an accident!" Friya bowed.
"You mean you were naked and slipped on Nalrond, who was also naked?" Orion asked in confusion.
"Not that kind of accident, Dad!" Friya turned purple up to her ears. She found talking about such matters with her father beyond embarrassing. "I mean that I was using my breathing technique to help Quylla with her research when I found out I was pregnant.
"I didn’t mean to inform you and Mom last. It’s just that I was so shocked that the others got worried about my prolonged silence and used their own breathing techniques on me. You can imagine the rest."
"Indeed, I can." Jirni nodded, studying the weird composition of the group. "What were you doing, exactly?"
"Trying to replicate whatever happened in Jiera between Lith and Ryla." Quylla replied.
The best lie was the one wrapped in truth, and it explained almost everything. Too bad that almost didn’t work with Jirni Ernas. The presence of Raaz and Nalrond didn’t make much sense, and neither did assembling so many people for a preliminary study.
"I wish you all the best, but now I would really like to take a look at my grandchildren, if you don’t mind." Jirni took a mental note of her questions and put them on the back of her mind for another day.
As always, before asking questions, she liked to have a few answers.
"Are you talking about me or Friya?" Quylla asked.
"Both." Jirni replied after a second of hesitation. "I have a hard time believing that our family is growing so quickly, and I need to make sure this isn’t just a dream."
"Gods, you are right, dear." Orion said with a laugh. "It seems the Verhens aren’t the only ones with a predisposition for twins."
"Yeah." Elina sighed while giving Kamila a loving look. "Maybe next time we’ll be luckier."
"Next time?" Kamila echoed in shock. "I mean, sure, but after Ral is born, we are thinking of taking a bit of time for ourselves. Three children back-to-back require a lot of attention."
She actually had not even considered the idea of a new pregnancy, let alone twins, but Elina’s hurt expression had forced Kamila to say something.
’I have only a bit more than one year of free time after Ral is born?’ She actually thought. ’What if I get pregnant again and I really get twins? How am I supposed to deal with five small children? And why do I feel terrible at the idea of refusing Elina’s absurd request?’
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