Hideaway Strath We could've been doing this all along

Wrapping this one up guys! I'll leave it open for another 7 days in case any of you want to get in one more post :>

Tired, now, Nyra curled inward a tad, protective of her newborn even though none of them meant her harm. 
Distantly she heard the voices of Kynareth and Charles, and what might've been Whrist (it was), 
Obedient from her exhaustion, Nyra took the tincture and leaves, carefully injesting what was given to her. 

To Aerin's question though, Nyra murmured softly "Please stay, at least for a little bit..." And then she relaxed with an exhale, slipping into a perhaps much needed sleep.