We could flood the streets
07-16-2014, 07:34 AM
The touch she'd given to the girl was not meant to upset her stomach more, Novel had been curious if there was something her intestines could tell her. However, with the feeling of her hardening stomach Novel could't gather much from her stomach. She would worry now though, either her daughter was carrying new life or she had a very serious blockage. Either option sounded like more than her pregnant state could handle at that moment. Novella seemed unsure, obviously shocked by her mother's words. Still, there was something there that Novel couldn't ignore. A knowing widening of the girl's eyes, and the way she would slightly avert her gaze. Words wouldn't help the situation either, there was no denial. No shocked statement of innocence. "You think I'm pregnant?" Her heart would fall, what would Dutiron think? Was the father Frith, the boy they'd found sleeping in her den not so long ago? "You slept with him." Her voice was oddly calm, but very much knowing. It wasn't voiced as a question because she knew, though how and when were a very different story. She hadn't caught that kind of scent anywhere, and she knew her daughter had been kept within the confines of Ludicael. |