The ticking of the clock in the sitting room sounded like thunder in the quiet night.
It was now the early morning and the suspense inside the castle walls was so thick it was hard to breathe.
I stood near the windows, looking out into the pitch-black darkness of the mountains. My hands were shaking, so I pressed them flat against my stomach, sending warm thoughts to the baby.
My mom was pacing back and forth across the rug. Her face was tight with worry. Leo and Lilian, were sleeping on a couch nearby, wrapped in warm blankets.
Claire and Melissa were sitting down nearby looking worried.
We had spent the last few hours managing the kingdom and praying with everything we had in our souls.
Suddenly, my mom stopped dead in her tracks and she let out a sharp, gasping breath. She plac
