Swiftcurrent Creek We can both pretend it's the first time

Perfect. Reverie could not help but wonder if Lestan would say the same thing, if he could see her. Or would he only see the blood and Reverie's trembling limbs? I shouldn't think of him now, she told herself, and leaned into Moss as much as she dared. All she wanted was to sleep, but only so long as Moss stayed at her side.
A break would be nice, She murmured, and yawned as if on cue. It was a lot of trouble, you know, for just one! I can't imagine more... But even her complaint was warmed by the fondness she felt for her daughter, and the contentment she felt with Moss here.