Whitebark Stream e[m]barazada

It didn’t take long for the effects to take hold. Ashlar felt his stomach twist as he watched her apparent pain, but he could not give her anything for it without risking adverse effects. She would have to bear this out on her own.

But he could offer whatever comfort he could. He came alongside and settled himself close, letting himself be both mooring and warmth at her back. Gently he began to message the places that felt tight within her muscles. It wouldn’t relieve the worst of the pain but he hoped it would help some and at least allow her to relax some through it.

He was silent at first, but then began to hum softly, prepared to stop if she showed any displeasure. It was as much to sooth his nerves as hers.