Page 122 of Esperance

The princess didn’t really leave her much choice, as she guided her toward the nearest garden entrance.

Amryn glanced back at Carver, but he was talking to Argent.

Jayveh used her other arm to snag Tam away from Rivard, who took one look at the princess and decided not to protest.

The three women entered the garden with two bodyguards trailing behind them.

“I feel like we should do something for Marriset,” Jayveh said. “I just don’t know what.”

“Sadia’s been spending a lot of time with her,” Amryn said. “I think that’s what Marriset needs. Time, and to not be alone.”

Jayveh eyed her. “I know she was horrible to you.”

Tam made a sound in her throat. “No less horrible than Carver.”

Amryn’s gut tightened. “I know. But that’s all over.”

The princess pulled them to a stop, her excitement flashing. “Really?”

Amryn’s cheeks flooded with heat as the women stared at her. “Yes.”

Jayveh grinned.

Tam felt shock. “You’ve forgiven him?”

“Yes.”

Amryn didn’t know quite when that had happened. Maybe when Carver had explained that he’d only gotten close to Marriset to protect Argent? Or when she’d comforted him after his nightmare? Or maybe it had been in the moment he’d embraced her in the tent, with no hesitation, and she’d felt his burning relief that she was all right.

It didn’t really matter, she supposed. She knew now that he’d never felt true desire for Marriset. Amryn knew that for a fact, because desire is what she felt emanating from him every time he looked ather.

Tam’s disbelief was overshadowed by Jayveh’s elation. The princess tugged Amryn close for a quick hug. “I’m so happy for you two! Iknewsomething was different between you. At first I thought he was just being overly protective, but now . . .” She pulled away and her eyes danced. “It makes perfect sense. He’s in love with you.”

Amryn nearly choked. “He’s not.”

He was attracted to her, and he’d nearly kissed her. But he wasn’tin lovewith her.

Jayveh shook her head. “I can’t wait to see the moment you realize you’re wrong.” They resumed walking, and the princess let out a slow sigh. “It’s nice hearing good news. Things have been far too bleak here.” She looked to Tam. “How are things with you and Rivard?”

“Fine.” Tam paused, then added, “Perhaps a little better. He’s been very attentive the last few days.”

“I’m glad.” Jayveh tightened her hold on them both, and the flush of joy she suddenly felt was powerful. “Things are going well for all of us, then. I have some news to share . . . I’m expecting.”

Amryn’s surprise was echoed by Tam’s, but she was quick to embrace Jayveh. “Congratulations!”

Jayveh beamed at her. “Thank you. It happened fast, but . . . I’m so happy.”

“Does Argent know?” Tam asked.

“I told him last night. He was shocked at first, but when I realized I was . . .” Her voice drifted, and a hand settled on her still-flat belly. The surge of love, wonder, and anticipation she felt made Amryn’s own chest swell. “I was surprised, too,” Jayveh said, her grin wide. “But Argent and I are both ecstatic. Frankly, I knew I needed to tell you today, despite the funeral, because Argent will only be able to keep from screaming it from the rooftop for so long.”

“How long have you known?” Amryn asked.

“I realized I was pregnant just before we left for Zawri. I decided to wait and tell Argent, though. If he’d known, he would have been worried about me the whole time.” She sighed, though excitement remained in her eyes. “We’ll announce it to everyone soon; we just wanted to wait until after the funeral. But I couldn’t wait to share this with you both.”

Amryn’s throat was suddenly too thick. She’d never had close friends, but when Jayveh smiled at her, it was clear the princess reciprocated Amryn’s friendship fully.

On impulse, she hugged Jayveh again, though she was mindful of not squeezing her too tightly. “I’m so happy for you, Jayveh. For you and Argent.”