I step out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam behind me as I look around me for anything unusual. I take small steps towards the back of the bus, to ch...ck all the bunks. My eyes roam each bunk, beds made perfectly, nothing out of place. I sigh in a type of relief and my hand holding my weapon falls to my side. "It's nothing." I say to myself, my breathing slowing as I calm down. "I can finish my shower." I begin to walk back towards the bathroom when I hear one of the cabinets being opened and. Sharn clambered out of the crude barrel tub and dried off before putting his good clothes back on and bundling up the riding clothes the men made sure he changed into. On his way out of the stable office, he dumped the riding clothes in the bin left there for him by the cleaning servants who laundered them with the men’s clothes. He made his way through the balmy stables, patting the occasional cheek stuck out for him to caress by the horses he passed. When he came to Raisa’s stall, he had to. I think I must really need that break. I completely forgot asking for it.”His face softens and he gives me a ghost of a smile. “Yeah, we’ve been swamped the last few weeks. I think I’ll take one myself when you come back.”I nod and power off my computer. “Sounds like a good idea. I can’t believe I forgot mine.”He pats my shoulder awkwardly and says, “You’ve been putting in a lot of hours. And you’ll need time to get ready for your offspring, too.”Smiling brightly, I nod. “Yes,” I say. “I didn’t. Things didn’t go quite the way everyone expected, however. Mr. Bloom, a tall, distinguished-looking gentleman in his seventies, opened his briefcase, took out a single legal-looking document, maybe three pages in length, and began by reading the standard preamble to last wills and testaments. Then he cast a slightly amused and enigmatic glance in Eric’s general direction and proceeded to shock the whole family.He read: “Concerning the distribution of my worldly holdings, I leave my house and.