Doedapple was many things, she was learning.
A good healer, a person who took no shit.
Pregnant, as it turned out. She had been around enough pregnant nobles in her time to know how the symptoms progressed. As it was, she felt rather miserable indeed.
Morning sickness had touched her with a cruelty she had never expected, and even now she lay half miserable in a part of the creek shallow enough to do so, trusting the cool water to wash away the shame she felt with vomiting everything she’d ever eaten up that morning, or so it felt.
Doedapple cracked open her eyes to glare emphatically at the sunlight high above. Why was it so cheerful when she felt like death?
A good healer, a person who took no shit.
Pregnant, as it turned out. She had been around enough pregnant nobles in her time to know how the symptoms progressed. As it was, she felt rather miserable indeed.
Morning sickness had touched her with a cruelty she had never expected, and even now she lay half miserable in a part of the creek shallow enough to do so, trusting the cool water to wash away the shame she felt with vomiting everything she’d ever eaten up that morning, or so it felt.
Doedapple cracked open her eyes to glare emphatically at the sunlight high above. Why was it so cheerful when she felt like death?
Doedapple speaks both French and English, though she prefers English
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