Sleepy Fox Hollow world

Fiona felt the air electrify as soon as the last word rolled off her tongue and the realization came to her. The witch would not have said it if she had known before it came out of her mouth that it was what it was. But the damage was done, and now she merely had to remain calm. Luckily for her, it was one of her best skills.

I mean exactly what I said. I don't want any romantic involvement with Etienne. And I certainly do not want his children. She didn't want Anselm's, either. In fact, Fiona was pretty sure bringing kids into this place would be a death sentence. Etienne was a poor medic in her eyes, Anselm was on the verge of murdering kids who didn't even exist, and the one other woman who lived among them hadn't even bothered to think of her own life before geting knocked up even when given the chance. Fiona would have better luck raising kids on her own than here, and she certainly had no intentions of doing that, either.

If all went well, her tincture would keep her fertility at bay.