Layla squeezed her stomach and groaned, it was churning painfully the closer they got to the Gavarian royal palace, this definitely was not a good sign, a Luna's instincts are never wrong.
As she watched the gaurds inspect their carraige and open the palace gates, she said a silent prayer. She beseeched the gods to do everything within their power to ensure her son and his mate was were okay, but something within her kept telling her things were already heading south.
When their carraige came to a halt, Edron reached for his Luna's hand and stroked it gently.
"Don't worry so much," he uttered softly, "nothing is wrong I promise you my love. Besides, Gavaria is the most secure place in the continent, what harm could possibly come to our son and his mate here?"