Whitebark Stream e[m]barazada

He fretted over if he’d killed her despite knowing the plant was the safest option he could have taken. There were others that would have been more violent and more sure, but unless she’d been further along and he’d known this one likely to fail, he could not in good conscience provide those. Even this one left him desperately hoping the universe would allow his help to be enough this time.

He stayed close when it was done and continued his attentions, though he went from a massage to more soothing strokes as the pain seemed to lessen. Ashlar stopped only when she sat up, rising immediately to his feet to assist her if necessary.

His duty was to the rise, but he had one to her too. She needed his help and he was here to give it. He would still be home when needed.

Let me come with you home. I can turn back early if you like but I’d feel better knowing. His voice was gentle but firmer and more sure than it had been before. Treatment was hard but this part was easier. In this he knew what to do.