Beauty in Autumn (Beauty #3)(17)

I clutch my son tightly, terrified. My heart starts to race. "Another warning? Is there another curse?"

"What? No, nothing like that." She wags a finger at me. "The same warning, I'm afraid. Don't let him come inside you the next time you go to bed with your husband."

I stroke my little Connall's sweet baby head and press a kiss to his brow. "Why? What will happen? More horns?"

"Worse," she says with a grave look and then shudders. "Triplet daughters."

Oh. Well. If that's all that it is. "My husband will be back from the borderlands tonight," I confess, and bite my lip. It's been a week since I've seen him, and I've missed him terribly.

Leta studies me and then sighs. "You impulsive, impulsive thing. I know exactly how this will go." She gathers her skirts in her hands and gives me a pointed look. "I'll be back in nine months, then. With three gifts."

And I cannot help but laugh.