Chapter 89

Kathy walked into their living room, which was furnished with a kitchen on the left—everything she needed was there. If she had known about this earlier, she would have cleaned the baby's bottle in this kitchen instead of going downstairs. Everything was available to clean and prepare the bottles. As she entered the kitchen and checked everything, she found that all the appliances were working perfectly. However, she also thought that since she and Anthony wouldn’t be staying here, everything would ultimately go to waste.

Um…mom remember we are going back to Silverstone Pack and will be staying there for a year, then we will come back the babies will be a year old still drinking from a bottle but still after this will go waste.

“I know you are right, if I don’t use it here, I can always set it up in the nursery room so they can use it,” Kathy replied, trying to make the best of the situation. She glanced around, imagining how convenient it could be for midnight feedings.

"That is a great idea," Anthony said, offering her an encouraging smile. "It'll make things so much easier for you at night, and we won't have to worry about lugging everything back and forth."

Kathy didn’t notice that she was still wearing her robe and hadn’t put on no clothes yet plus her mate is probably waiting for her to return. As both ladies exiting out of the living room, Grace close the door and start to walk back to the bedroom to see Anthony lending on the door and look at them.

As Kathy and Grace reached the bedroom door, Anthony greeted them with a relaxed smile. “Three babies are sleeping, I will go with my dad, one of his meetings,” said Anthony, adjusting his jacket as he prepared to leave. Kathy nodded, grateful for the teamwork that made their busy days manageable.

“You two be safe, I probably will take a nap while the littles are sleeping, plus I need some clothes on,” said Kathy, giving a small laugh as she tugged her robe tighter around herself. She watched as Anthony and Grace nodded in understanding, each preparing to head out for their own tasks, leaving her to enjoy a rare moment of quiet in the cozy apartment.

“Honey, I will go and see Queen Vanessa,” said Grace as she kissed Kathy on the cheek. Kathy smiled warmly at her, appreciating Grace’s support and presence during these busy days with the babies.

Kathy closed the bedroom door and headed toward her bag to put on some jeans and a cozy sweater to stay warm. Knowing everyone was busy for the day and the little ones were sound asleep, she decided to treat herself to a moment of peace. As she looked outside, she watched the gentle rain falling from the sky, the clouds casting a soft, gray blanket over the world. The soothing sound of raindrops and the tranquil view gave Kathy a rare chance to relax and unwind. There she went over to the phone to call the kitchen to see if someone could bring her a snack and tea, not wanting to leave the babies alone while they slept. She hoped the staff would understand her need for a little comfort and quiet in the midst of her busy day.

She picked up the receiver and dialed the kitchen extension. “Hello, cook, can someone bring me some tea and a snack please to my room?” said Kathy, her tone polite but hopeful. She waited for a response, grateful for the chance to indulge in a little comfort while the rain continued to patter softly outside.

“Sure, things, my lady,”

Kathy gently placed the receiver back onto its cradle, her gaze drifting to the fireplace where a cheerful flame danced, casting a golden glow across the bedroom. The warmth from the fire made the space feel even cozier, a perfect haven on a rainy afternoon. As she waited for her tea and snack, Kathy decided to experiment with the unique power she had recently discovered. With a focused thought, she extended her finger toward the fire, guiding a wisp of flame out into the air, shaping it with delicate control.

The fire twirled and shimmered, growing brighter as Kathy formed it into a swirling portal in the mirror above the mantel. She watched with amazement as the mirror’s surface rippled and revealed a new scene: Skye weaving through the bustling mall, shopping bags in hand, her expression determined as she made her way to the next store. Kathy smiled, feeling a sense of connection as she witnessed her step-sister day unfold from afar, the magical flames bridging the distance between them.

Curiosity tugged at Kathy as she shaped the flame, its shimmering surface morphing into a mirror-like window. Within its fiery reflection, she glimpsed Skye, her step-sister, stepping through the elegant entrance of the Royal Crest—a luxury store gleaming with fine clothes and sparkling jewelry. Kathy watched as Skye browsed the displays with practiced ease, her eyes lingering on a sumptuous fur coat and other lavish garments. In a moment of daring, Skye discreetly slipped the coat into her bag, moving quickly while the store workers remained preoccupied with their own tasks.

As Skye made her way toward the exit, an abrupt alarm pierced the air, sending a ripple of commotion through the store. Kathy saw her step-sister startle, then dash away, weaving through aisles before slipping into the women’s bathroom to escape notice. For a tense moment, Skye listened in the silence, hoping the sound of running footsteps would fade and she wouldn’t be discovered in the bustling mall. Kathy heard a knocked on the door, made the fire mirror different and sending the fire back into the fireplace.

“Come in,” said Kathy as she was walking toward her table in the room.

The door opened softly, and a servant entered, carefully pushing a small cart laden with snacks and a steaming kettle of hot water. Kathy, still holding her phone and smiling quietly to herself—having just received a sweet text from Anthony—looked up as the servant approached. With practiced grace, the servant arranged a plate of pastries and a selection of teas beside a delicate teacup on the table, placing the kettle within easy reach for Kathy to prepare her perfect cup. The gentle clink of porcelain and the soothing scent of tea leaves filled the room, adding another layer of comfort to her peaceful afternoon.

“Thank you,”

“Your welcome, my lady. Um…my lady everyone here is happy that you bring back our queen back to us. You don’t how hard for Lord Frances has been for years missing his mate, now we all hope that his son is still alive and living with nice people,”

“I am happy here. Probably one day, he will return to Lord Frances,” lied Kathy.

The servant bows, leaves, and closes the door, Kathy drinks tea and texts. With the little one asleep, she embraced the stillness of her peaceful time.