Feeding the Beast

"You could just pee on a stick then." Jessamine laughed but sounded uneasy as she slid back another few inches until her knees aligned with my hips.

I didn't bother responding to her. She was right. How could I justify killing Thalia when she returns if all this time I was just pregnant?

But I knew it had to be more than that. How could a fetus drain my magic?

The female guard returned, a deer