Three days had passed since the bonding ceremony, three days since Lucien's ominous message about a child that didn't yet exist.

Three days of barely sleeping, of constantly looking over her shoulder, and feeling the weight of a prophecy she hadn't asked for pressing down on her.

"You are favoring your left side," a sharp voice called out.

Korra turned to see Rhyker approaching, his eyes assessing her with the critical gaze of a warrior rather than a father-in-law. Behind him walked Mara and ...