Free Blue Keltic Moon (Children of the Keltic Triad) by *lizzie starr

a possibility.”
    Breanna shook her head and blew out a breath, stirring her bangs. “Each of you has trusted me with healing a wound. Have I ever failed you?” She rested her gaze on each in turn. And received slow head shakes in return. Except from Gowthaman. He sat, head bowed, refusing to look at her. She couldn’t take time now to examine his behavior; she had to convince the others of what she knew. Of the happiness that awaited them in a few months.
    “When I allow myself, I see the colors surrounding each of you. I see soulfire rising strong and bright between Jayse and Lucidea. And in that soulfire is a another color. Pale, but strong. Centered and sparkling around Lucidea’s womb. Trust me, you’ve got a baby in there. And Jayse, it’s long past the time when she’s miscarried before. I don’t believe this child will leave you.”
    At Lucidea’s sharp intake of breath, Bree lifted one hand to forestall her speech. “Unless you do something stupid. Crossing into the world between worlds is a fool’s errand at any time since we know so little about it. You will not risk it. If I have to pull rank on you, I will.” She smiled to soften her all too real threat.
    “As shall I,” Coralie stated firmly. “Ye shall no’ endanger yer family in any way. I shall go in yer stead. ’Tis my right, mayhap more than yers. Ye have yer love to hold. I shall bring mine home.” She turned her gaze to Breanna, eyebrows lifted in question over her determined expression. “If that is permissible, lady Alastriona.”
    “I welcome your help.” There would be no way to keep Coralie from joining in her lover’s rescue. Bree glanced at Gowthaman, understanding the intensity of Coralie’s feelings.
    “But—” Lucidea started.
    Jayse covered her lips with his for a brief, hard kiss. “They’ll be fine, love. We’ll be here for the planning and to hold down the proverbial fort. I’m sure we’ll all have our parts to play in Morghan’s rescue. Just remember what I said.” He tapped his finger on the tip of her nose. “Here. This house. This world. Oh god, Dea Annie, I love you.” He rested his hand over her abdomen. “Both of you.”
    Blinking back tears Breanna left the workroom followed by Gowthaman. She returned to her seat in the kitchen and fiddled with the sketchpad. Gowthaman waited a moment then began adding the new information to his journal. When Coralie scooted her chair close, Bree studied her. “Coralie, I think we’ll need at least one other to go with us. I know we don’t have much time to make the decision of who would be best suited. I’d really like your opinion.”
    The other woman nodded. “Agreed. But first, since we’ve heard m’lord Morghan’s words, we should listen to what Gowthaman has found. With both together, we shall have more basis for our decisions.”
    Gowthaman jerked at the mention of his name, his fingertips scraping over the journal page. Breanna ached to take his hand again, to offer nothing more than calm reassurance. He needed her touch, his soul called out for her healing. She reached one hand toward him, but he flinched and she drew her hand back to her side. One day he would realize how much she loved him and how deeply they needed each other. One day . Holding back a sigh she looked past Coralie and out the window overlooking the loch. She was tired of waiting for one day.
    When this mission was complete, with Morghan home and in Coralie’s arms, Bree vowed she’d find a way to make him face his demons. And her.
    Flushed and smiling, Jayse and Lucidea returned to the kitchen. Gowthaman took a deep breath and after digging though his carry sack set a few scrolls next to his journal. Bree dipped her head to hide her grin. He didn’t need the scrolls except to create a secure wall of knowledge to hide behind. He knew the information the scrolls contained, or had at least copied the relevant parts into his own notes. His mind amazed, intrigued and delighted