The properties obviously weren’t from Earth, which meant someone had given the toxin to the A.L.T. leaders. He’d been set up, and he had a pretty good idea who’d done it: King Antyon. His own father. That Kelvieri had done enough and it was time to take him down. But first he wanted to see his daughter. He’d decided to name her Harmony since it was the name Chev had chosen. Plus, it fit. Chev and Harmony had given him more harmony than he’d ever believed possible in his life. The physician came into the room and saw him staring. “Did you want to pick her up, Dervinias?” He did, but he was afraid he’d hurt her. “It’s okay. You can’t hurt her.” She picked up the child and handed her to him. He took her in his arms and stared into a pair of bright green eyes. “Have you thought of a name?” the physician asked, bringing over a nursing tablet.
