Chapter348: Where the Heart Is

Ella Everybody loves Kenna. We have been endlessly showered in praise and gifts over the last few days. Word spread about her birth, and every village we’ve passed through on our way home has been the same–lit up like a bonfire with music and revelry in her honor. Granger grunts under the weight of the heavy leather sack he’s lugging behind us as we walk out of the village proper. I don’t even know the name of this place, but everyone knew us, that’s for sure. “This is going to be you in a few weeks,” I tell him over my shoulder as I follow Ryatt into a moonlit clearing. He meets my gaze with a smile and looks lighter than he has in weeks. One more jump and we’re home. “Is everyone ready?” Ryatt says, a little breathlessly. I adjust the sling across my chest that someone fashioned for me and Kenna. She’s sleeping right now, gathered against my breasts with a little fist clutching my sweater. It’s chilly for a midsummer night and currently sprinkling a misty kind of rain that sticks to