Neverwinter Forest winter's breath

íruna shifts closer, pressing her nose gently to callyope's temple in a gesture of solidarity. if we are to bring life into this world, it is only right that we do so with the strength of those who have walked this path before us. your mother will be a blessing to us both, seiðkona.

she steps back slightly, her icy blue eyes holding callyope's with a rare flicker of vulnerability. this is uncharted territory for me as well. but the gods—they would not have chosen us for this path if we were not meant to walk it together.