Moonspear eye of the untold her

There is was, as he'd feared. It didn't change anything that he loved her. She couldn't have his children, so she had to have someone else's. That — that made sense. He knew it did.

It didn't keep him from feeling crushed.

He was silent for a long moment, swallowing down some unkind words that itched to be unleashed. He was angry with her, despite it all. Angrier at himself and the world at large, but still angry with her. That would fade, he knew. Love would fade, too.

But it still hurt.

"I hope you find what you're looking for, Pie," he said at last.

But he couldn't stick around to see it.