#Chapter 418 – The Threat of War

Ella Cora and Roger stay in the meeting room for a little breakfast as Henry escorts Sarah and Jessica from the room, wheeling beside them as they discuss some preliminary plans for Jessica’s schooling and Sarah’s own desires and ideas about her future life. I smile as Sinclair and I walk slowly behind them, Rafe curled protected in the curve of his father’s arm. I wave to my new friends as they and Henry take a left when Sinclair and I have to go right, towards our rooms. And then, as we make the turn and are finally on our own, I huff a little sigh. Sinclair, as always, notices. “What’s wrong, little queen?” he murmurs, moving closer to me as we walk. “I thought you’d be happy with the result of that. You did a good thing for her – and, I imagine, will keep doing so. Plus, we got some very useful information about Xander.” “Was it anything we didn’t already know?” I ask, looking up at him with a frown. “A few things,” he murmurs, giving a shrug. “But more importantly, she’s a wi