Bisca tightened her grip with each hand, one clutching a ring box, the other test results.
"Alzack," she called out. Every head in the guild, the few who hadn't quit, looked at her.
"Any news of them?" Alzack asked, and hope showed in evreyone's eyes.
"I... no. This is something separate." She ignored the dejected faces as she strode up to her boyfriend. She'd give them a reason to be happy.
"You're going to be a father." She showed him the test, then held up the ring box. "Would you like to be a husband too?"