Lulu

The heat in my stomach didn’t ease after Sandra channelled her healing energy into me. If anything, it got worse. The contractions came faster, tighter. I bit my lip, swallowing the cry that almost tore out of my throat.

“It can’t be stabilised here,” Sandra said quickly, her face tight with strain. “The after-effect of the Pyromancer’s magic is still active in Lulu’s body. My healing energy is only buying us time.”

Caspian stood in front of me, his jaw clenched. The ...