The journey to the King's lands was silent. Faolán just helped Alanna take care of the children, here and there, after all, he was sitting in the front seat. They had to stop a few times to change Ciara's diappers or feed her. Alanna was not going to tell them the baby coud drink human blood. Actually, any werewolf baby before it's first year, could. But they didn't, for it was like vampires and to them, unnaceptable.
Faolán was refraining from talking. He didn't want anyone to be able to use anything against them. He knew the King's reputation, though he'd only seen the Lycan once, when he was still sixteen.
