Justine's own fingers traced her lover's face. Her lover, and the father of her children. "Twins..." The prospect was both thrilling and frightening. What if they were like her? Then they would have the chance to train their talents. And if they took after Thomas, which seemed inevitable, then they would have the chance to choose their own destiny.
But she could feel Thomas holding back already, and she knew there would be struggle and sacrifice ahead. "What will you do now?"