"My Lady is doing fine. As are your children."

"Children?" Pentam put a hand out to steady himself.

"Twins, Mr. Booksdale. A girl and a boy."

Hyansea clapped her hands and said something in her liquid language. La and the women from the Embassy bowed deeply to Pentam twice, then broke into a song which tugged at Cal's heart. Hyansea opened the box to pull out another blanket, this one black with a fearsome tiger roaring embroidered on it. La handed Hyansea a lacquered tray. ...