[Then it's true. This... is her child. She's holding a daughter to whom she has not yet given birth. It's strange and overwhelming and...yet it is not all together unpleasant.
She will have a life someday. She will have love. Something other than bitterness and anger will fill her heart.
Artanis holds Celebrían close, burying her face in her silver hair and breathing in the scent. She wasn't ready for this. Not at all. But she would try.]
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She will have a life someday. She will have love. Something other than bitterness and anger will fill her heart.
Artanis holds Celebrían close, burying her face in her silver hair and breathing in the scent. She wasn't ready for this. Not at all. But she would try.]
Of course, henig. I will let no harm befall you.