by Robin Roseau
It didn’t stay that way very long, and then she was guiding Shalendra. I was well past ready, and so the device entered me. From there, Shalendra and Lisolte treated me like we had Shalendra, although with different words.
I became lost, utterly lost.
And then… I achieved my own, final pleasure.
But I also felt the magic, and a second magic: a new daughter. I felt it from the very beginning, and for the next nine months, not once could I forget she was there. Not once did I lose that contact, that feeling.
I was with child, a daughter, and with that knowledge, there was one more being in the world I loved, from that very first night.
“I felt it,” Shalendra said, holding me. “I felt it. I felt it! Darfelsa, my wife. We’re going to have a baby.”
“Yes,” I whispered. “Thank you, Lisolte. Shalendra.”
“I want to call her Solte,” Shalendra declared. She pronounced it as two syllables. Sohl-Tay.
“Yes,” I whispered.
Lisolte cuddled with us, crying lightly, her hand still atop Shalendra’s.
Table of Contents
Home
South
Mistake
Suitor
Ressaline Plans
Clouds
Rain
My Open Court
Letter
Disclosure
It’s Not You
Part Five
Greeting
It Seems Like Home
Saturday
Waking
Travels
Conversations
Conclusions
Challenge
Pairings
Staff
Part Six
Barrish
Grandmother
What To Do
Birthday
Travels
Olivia
Red
Finale
