Neverwinter Forest Sleep is a river

She shook her head; it wasn't what she wanted. In her religion- in her morals, it was believed you have children with only one man. Someone so close to your heart, he was a husband, a lover, a best friend. Not a stranger she simply just met, and was whisked away in a fake display of hope. 

Miriam definitely held regret.

She only wished to have it with someone she loved.

Did the darkness catch hold of her?

Would the Goddess forsake her?

.. She must pray.

With crystal eyes and a shaking body, the girl- the woman, the maiden, a lost wolf, retreated to her newfound den. Where she would prepare, for the motherhood ahead.