afterbirth
08-10-2019, 01:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-10-2019, 01:48 PM by Lucretia.)
"how are we all sleeping?" she murmured quietly. The Shamyn might have been sleep deprived, but she had worked under far worse conditions. Luce was experienced at putting up a front. Although Belle knew her sister well, Lucretia buried her fatigue and hunger deep within herself. The Empress would worry for nothing but her newborns. Lucretia gave a discrete yawn and circled the brood before coming to sit nearby Belle's head. "do you have any concerns?" There were a few things she expected from a new mother - this or that one is eating too much or too little and other small, manageable issues. Certain things you were prepared to deal with. "lucretia mutters..." |