‘Queen Etta, chosen by Kennit to sail beside him, and the mother of his unborn son, will go with us to see that the claims of the Pirate Isles are recognized. She will reign for her child until he comes of age.’ ‘A child? You carry his child?’ Sorcor jumped to his feet, then lunged to engulf Etta in a hug. Tears ran unabashedly down his face. ‘No more swordplay until after the baby’s born, now,’ he cautioned her, holding her at arm’s length, then looked offended when Red laughed aloud. Etta looked shaken, and then amazed. Even when Sorcor resumed a seat, he kept his big hand upon Etta’s wrist
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