Broken Antler Fen roseblack

she listened with a nod here and there, bristling somewhat at bridget's allusion to the lack of rein men could have. staying close to the red-masque was not at all an unpleasant thought; she welcomed the notion of being secluded with her companion. perhaps, and she titillated herself into guilt to think of it, she might persuade her companion — closer.
something. teya tried to piece together what bridget could mean, and then awareness dawned in her gaze. herbs. ending an unwanted event. she accepted this, and fixed the other with a grateful look, understanding the heft of what was being offered.
"no kids." not even the beginnings of them. she kissed bridget's cheek and sighed at the restlessness in her heart. "this happen most year?" she inquired, wanting to know when she might be done with what was to come.