Rains patters on the building and makes its way through the windows, but Griselda barely notices. Her stomach is in knots, and her mind is far away, and her whole body throbbing in worry.
She is pregnant… with a child. With Aidan's child. She knows it's a secret that she can't keep, but she doesn't know how to tell him. She can't just bring herself to let him know. What would be his reaction? Anger? Worry? Or excitement? She shakes her head, not believing the last thought.
They already have a lot on their plate, strengthening the bonds between Balcroft and Gilmorsh. She has a few trips to make to and fro to meet Hera and the rest. They have to make more rules and quiet rising agitation and revolt in allying kingdoms about the new laws.
Then, there's still the issue of her mother's sudden appearance yet to be tackled. She has forgotten about it, but she surely can't risk her child's life with her mother hovering who knows where.
