[Kenly]

Picking up her phone, she pushed the speaker button as her other hand was full of the fussing Lukas. It was time for his bottle and she wasn't getting it fast enough for him, apparently.

"What did you need, lover? Your son is not appreciating your interruption of his dinner."

She couldn't keep the smile out of her voice as she said the words 'your son'. Her daughter, on the other hand, was already tucked into bed, watching one of her favorite movies before she was to go to sleep. It was her bedtime ritual, when she wasn't prophesying and creeping everyone out...