Neverwinter Forest darling dears o'mine

She withheld a groan when she heard them stirring. Maybe I misheard. Maybe they're just getting comfortable. Sometimes I do that. More movement still had her maternal instincts shifting within her. If she peeked at them, and they were looking at her, that was a guaranteed wake-up call. Should she look... quickly? No, no need. She'd just been staring at her boys the past thirty minutes--there was no cause to fret...

More shifting. Eshe negotiated five more minutes for herself--but as she heard her son speak, she knew that only a minute had passed. No nap time, today. She peeled her eyes open and looked to her boys that had just been dreaming so pleasantly... she watched Rannoch prod at her cheek, and then saw Cypress come over and rouse her with a kiss and a polite demand.

We sure can, if you invite your mama along, she drawled with an eyebrow wiggle, and then, peering toward the youngest, she tilted her head. Also, Rannoch must say please, for she so loved how Cypress did that! She would raise both her boys to be southern gentlemen, darnit!