Sing of Secret Sorrow

Deathbelle came in close, wrapping her arms around Iolaire and the smaller woman fell into that embrace willingly. Tears welled over and ran down her cheeks. There was this giant, gaping hole within her heart that no amount of sutures could wrench shut. Her friend...her best friend... held her close and assured her that her feelings were valid and that they mattered. Io needed that. She felt like a complete whiner, but it was good to know that her emotions were safe with her once lover.

Belle offered to help her in any way that she could and Iolaire pulled back to look at the woman's beautiful face with watery eyes. "I have an idea... but I'm uncertain." Using one leg to wipe the tears from her face, she continued. "I have helped others with fertility issues, but never another that's barren." A hopeful sigh pulled free. "Just because I haven't, doesn't mean that other healers haven't. What if I traveled? Picked the brains of the best healers in the land." The woman shook her head. "What if I could combat this and overcome it? What if I really could give Roan the child that he and I deserve?"