Jahi PoV
Dinner was a strained affair at best, and after Belian confirmed the birth of both my half sisters, the meal was becoming slightly unpalatable, only because of how much of a sore subject that seemed to be.
Which made sense, honestly, since Demons have such a low reproductive rate to begin with; hearing that Miss Julie had brought two different lives into the world at the same time from two separate races that had low reproductive rates likely made those inside the hall who were currently trying for a child rather glum about it.
Though, I didn't miss the way Lady Hathor reacted, the yellow skinned woman staring at me with a slightly wistful expression, one that was obvious in its meaning ever since she had muttered the words 'half sister'.
