Seaside Moors When there ain't a crack in the foundation

I think these two should have a new thread by now, don't you think? ;D

Rosalyn was getting bigger by the day, even for Rosencrantz he knew what was going on. His own stomach churned uncomfortably to think that there might some of his own blood on Rusalka too, something he had told the aging mother would help keep him around. Guilt plagued him for that silly answer but he wouldn't deny its truth.

Mind if I join you? Stopping his stride to walk alongside the beta, he wasn't quite sure what he should say but he had a million questions. He'd feel his way through this, this time, Rosencrantz would take extra care in the words he'd utter.