Isaiah sighed and pulled his hand away. He knew not what this witch wanted from him nor was he in the mood to find out. "I do not need to be courted Witch, whatever you wish to gain from me, I assure you I have nothing to offer." He looked away from Flair and his eyes fell onto Irena.and his heart ached. It was true. She was pregnant with Steffan's child. Any love she held for him was surely gone now and thanks to his oath he would be forced to serve the child, teach it to fight if it was boy, watch it grow into a spitting image of its mother if it was a girl. Galen's spell had only worked for a moment till he was crushed with doubt again. He muttered to a guard to watch over things until he returned and stepped out of the party and into the hall.