Lion Head Mesa 鳥 tori-darake no hara

tavina did not so much as blink as the sound and the smell filled the small room. "it is natural, royal one. the children fill your belly and press upon all parts of your gut."

"your breasts are ready to nurse them," she said of the queen's dripping nipples. it was all a very harsh time of adjustment. and ramesses somehow remained oblivious!

"do not worry. it is all normal." tavina began to clear the soaked bedclothes. "but i need you to rest. stay in your rooms." her lips curved in a smile. "very soon you will be a mother, my queen. have you decided who will feed your brood? perhaps i can find a wet nurse before the time comes."