Karla rushed back to Jaenelle's room the moment Daemon released the black shield. Neither of them didn't dare to speak till they both felt his temper leaving the hall and was disappearing in the winds. In a hurried and still worried voice Jaenelle finally asked, "Well… What did he say?"

"Did you read my webs?"

"I did … but I …" slowly she thought about it. Both webs had hinted of a child one male the other female… Both hers. Even slower she said, "Oh."

"You really need to have a very distinct conversation with him. One that starts with I want and end with baby or child or how ever you want to word it."

Licking her lips at the thought she asked in a sweet but curious voice, "Where did you send him?"

"To your cabin to test one of our…. Or rather your tea's." she answered with a shrug.

"What tea?" oh there were a few she kept mixed together in her cabin. One for moon time discomfort and a few for relaxing but some how by the way Karla was now grinning that ever so evil smile she didn't think her sister meant one of those teas.

"Oh you know the one that hits so fast that the high Lord rarely has time to sit the mug down before he's lost in sleep."

With a slivery laugh Jaenelle tried to speak, "Karla! That's mean…. I like it but it's still mean." she paused as she regained control of her laughter, "So why is he willing go to drink that blend?"

"Because I told him that he was the wrong gender for it to have any effect on him. And since it does have a rather pleasant taste he will drink it all because … well you know Daemon he will want to know what is in It." she said as she shrugged.

Jaenelle couldn't help it she had to laugh. Had to make all the funny noises that always brought at least one of the kitties to her because they still didn't understand those noises. Catching her breath she asked one final thing, "So what am I to do till he wakes?"

"Well since he is in Ebon Rih it would be a wonderful Idea to warn Lucivar so when he does wake someone is there to deal with that temper. And second we need to do some very discreet shopping."

Her sapphire eyes lit up like a kitting that had just caught its first hoppy bug. In an excited squeal she said only, "shopping?"

Lucivar received a very short message from Jaenelle. It said "Daemon's at the cottage make sure it's still standing when he leaves."

He read it twice then looked towards the cabin. He had felt his brother there. Or rather his temper now only felt him, only felt his jewels. Not liking the fact that Daemon had been downright scary for days now he made sure that the Ebon Black shield was layered with both his ebon gray and his birthright red. Made sure he had his weapons ready if he should need them then leaped into the bright midday sky.

The cabin's door was partly open when he arrived. He stood outside for a long moment and waited for his brother to greet him. Puzzled over why he hadn't. Very slowly and cautiously he pushed the door open. At that moment he almost leaped to the killing field when he saw Daemon laid out on the floor. Looking though the now red haze that was clouding his eyes he almost started to look for signs of a struggle. Slowly he noticed the shattered plain white glass mug on the floor beside him.

Slowly throw the red haze that now covered his eyes, saw the clear glass tea jar sitting on the counter near the water kettle. Not quite sure what he was seeing he called the jar to him and sniffed the contents. Taking a deep breath Lucivar laughed because he knew this brew all too well. Let his laughter roar because Daemon had either underestimate the potency of the blend or had only been told his would leash his temp.

His mind went back to the note his sister had sent him. Then his heart stopped. Daemon didn't know what he was drinking only did because his queen had told him to. Understood now because when Daemon woke he wouldn't wake in a very calm mood.

Walking the streets of Riada Jaenelle was beaming. Lucivar was at her cottage and would stay there for the moment because he wouldn't leave his brother there unshielded and completely unprotected even thought there was nothing that would dare enter that cottage unless it had permission to be there. And Daemon wouldn't find out about this last minute shopping trip because he was lost in a very deep sleep and would not wake till morning at the earliest or late tomorrow evening at the latest. So she was content to give Daemon the most obvious hint of what she wanted. Now she just had to find the right shops.

She could have gone into Doun to find what would be suitable in an aristo house but here…. Here she could find every thing that she would find in other territories. She knew that she would find it here because Lucivar strongly recommended that the village barter with the other territories. Or at least those that held members of the first circle that also were human enough to need furniture.

So here she found three cribs that she liked and would be suitable if the baby looked more like Jaenelle then Witch. Found one that would be suitable if the child had wings, hooves, or if the darkness was kind … a horn. Oh how she hoped her child would have a tiny spiral horn. One that would be a clear reminder of who and what its mother was.

Out of a possible twenty cribs and changing tables and matching furniture she had narrowed it down to six. Three were lighter colored wood and the other three darker wood. All six would be suitable for a child of witch…. However she would only be having one so she wouldn't need…

In frustration she threw up her hands, "I give up. I thought this would be easy."

Karla came up behind her beaming with a very wicked grin. Her very best wicked grin that always spelled trouble," If you need one of something two would be better and if you have two then what's a few more?"

"Cribs?"

"No darling children. You'll have the cribs now all you need is the children to fill them."

"Karla!" Jaenelle tried to hide the red in her face tried to hide the fact that her sister was right. Tried and miserably failed.

"Kiss, kiss."

The shopkeeper tallied the purchases as he tried very hard not to grin because he had the Queen buying these little things from his shop. Racked his head for a moment because what sane woman would buy six cribs at one time. Then again this was Jaenelle and the darkness knew when shopping she was anything but sane.

In a soft whisper Jaenelle leaned close to him just before he showed her the bill. "No one is to know that I was buying these for a fortnight."

"None shall hear it from me Lady. That I swear to you." It was no lie that he was telling her but he could not promise that someone other then himself would utter the words that she had been purchasing baby furniture and clothing.

Lucivar kept watch over his brother. Knew his sister was in Riada but he assumed that she was there visiting Marian or Marry at the tavern. Or at least hoped that was what she was doing. No matter if he found out she came with out some form of escort she would be dealing with himself as well as her husband and father in the morning.

Using craft he helped his brother off the wood floor and tucked him into the bed. At least that way when he woke he might think he fell a sleep there… he hoped… knew better because this was Jaenelle's cabin and Daemon rarely came here unless she was here and even then he would only come if there was a good reason too. But the ploy might work long enough so he can talk his brother out of cold rage and send him home with just surface anger. To this he prayed to the darkness.