He was silenced by an infant's terrified cry. A moment later, a flummoxed Farris thrust the chubby thumb sucker into William's protesting arms.
"He just began to float away, sir. I grabbed him and that's when he cried out..."
In William's arms, the child immediately clamped its gums around its tiny digit again and burbled happily. A crack of magickal energy filled the air and then Tamara was standing beside the carriage. As she straightened her skirts, she gave Farris a wink.
"It's a spell, Farris. You need not be worried for their safety. The Faerie Princess Godda has lifted her hold on the babies so that they may return to their mothers."
"Do you always spy on other people's conversations?" William asked, relieved to see her but also irked by the method of her arrival.
Tamara laughed. "I wasn't spying, William. One needn't spy on you to know that poor Bodicea did all the hard work here today." She glanced