Neverwinter Forest i'll never have wings

Cooing over the new life, she had been distracted and fail to notice what had entered. She was unguarded by the familiar scent of Neverwinter, and that of one who helped gained life. However, now that she heared, her wisps looked up toward Mal, hesitant toward him. 

She still felt cross whether he too, fell into the darkness, and if the two by her belly, should be introduced to the angel.. Fallen, or not, but he posed no threat so far. It felt like a string being pulled by both sides, of logic and heart, but she didn't know which side fell to which angle. The maiden moved them closer to herself, unknowingly putting up a guard. She felt afraid to lose them, while staring out into the light that he entered in. A fear crossed, whether the darkness would continue to take hold, and she wished for prayers.

"The Goddess will bring light," a hope, "and the Horned God will protect them,"

"And the two, be saved." she bent to touch them both in a gentle prayer.