While Ashkareth departed to rally the demon race under his command, Morwenna chose to remain behind. She stayed in the Wyndham estate with her daughter and daughter-in-law, unwilling to leave them, especially now that she knew she was going to be a grandmother. Before he left, Ashkareth had assigned one of his most trusted aides, a demon warrior clad in black armor, to guard his wife.
The afternoon is quiet. The biggest reception room buzzed with the sound of strategy and voices, Roxanne and the others deep in discussion. However, on the terrace, where sunlight filtered through vines and porcelain cups gleamed on white linen, Morwenna and Vivianne shared a quieter world.
Steam rose from their tea as Morwenna stared out at the garden, her expression distant. "War is coming," she murmured at last. "And I never expected that the center of it all would be my daughter."
