Millicent swallowed, shaking her head, knowing it was now or never. Megan was done, she'd tell them to leave, she wouldn't have to ask.
And yet not asking wasn't fair on Justin, and more than anything she wanted to be fair to him.
'Erm...' she looked at her hands. 'Could you run a paternity spell too?' she blurted out, her grip on Justin tightening as memories flooded her mind. This was not the same, she told herself. This was a healer - and Justin - and she wasn't strapped to a bed with a burn mark in her shoulder.