fleeting innocence

Nods were given as Belle explained what she was feeling. Soon her water broke and the process began. Deathbelle had given birth before. Not only that, she was a healer in her own right. She knew what was coming and she knew when something wasn't right. At her admission of this, Io moved forward and gently felt around the birthing mothers abdomen. It was tight in there. Whoever was coming out first was throwing a fit and making things difficult. "This might be a bit uncomfortable," She warned before pushing in one direction to spin the locked child into position.

Noting the look on Hannibal's face, Iolaire his her grin, instead handing him a flagon of warm tea. "Drink some of this and give some to Belle. It will calm you both and will help to ease your panicked muscles." Moving to the side, she urged Deathbelle to push again.