With a more scrutinizing glance around, Lixue spotted what he was looking for. A dark haired woman was laying in one of the pools, leaning back against the side. Her head was thrown backwards and a look of pain covered her face. Fisted hands scraped the edges of the pool, trying to grasp something, anything. A swollen belly protruded out of the steaming water. Reaching out with a pale hand, Lixue grasped Seiled’s sleeve and pointed in the woman’s direction. Seiled showed no appreciation before striding towards the pool. Lixue was left to follow.
When she was closer, Lixue could distinguish the female to be Vantha. If not for the look of pain, the woman could have been stunning. Bright pink mingled with amber and turquoise in her almond shaped eyes. Full lips were opened with a silent gasp and thick eyebrows were pulled together tightly. A lean neck scooped at her collar bones and a puddle of water –or was it sweat?-pooled there. She was completely nude.
One of the woman’s hands reached out and grasped Seiled’s, who gave it willingly. Her fingers clenched over his and Lixue spotted his quickly hidden wince. Lixue wondered who this woman was. His wife?Lixue lost her breath for a moment. There was a look of affection in his eyes, after all. Then again, it was not her business. Seiled’s hair was long enough to hide a Cheva mark, so Lixue was not entirely certain. Looking closer, Lixue could tell the woman had a Cheva mark, in the shape of a crescent moon.
“Hello, I am Doctor Lixue,” Lixue spoke smoothly, allowing only a comforting tone to slip into her voice. As she spoke, Lixue laid her bag off to the side and crouched down. The woman’s colorful eyes zeroed in on her form, a question in her eyes, and Lixue nodded. Yes, she was here to help.
Seiled seemed to have jumped back from his momentary reaction and burst into action, releasing the woman’s hand. “How far apart are the contractions? Start counting, Lixue.” He, too, set his bag off to the side. Instead of standing still, however, he rolled up his pant legs and waded into the water. Lixue glanced away as he parted the woman’s legs, inspecting. One hand sat atop her stomach, feeling any movements and keeping the woman in place.
Lixue did as she was instructed; counting the chimes between the woman’s pained gasps and her attempts to recover. It was easy to tell when a contraction was happening. The woman would arch her back, moan, and reach for her stomach. Her face would screw up in pain and the water would splash with movement as her head fell backwards, rolling side to side. The recovery was less intense, with loud huffing, falling back against the side of the pool, and the clenching and unclenching of her fists.
“Three chimes.” Seiled nodded, busy.Lixue did not look to see what he was doing, did not want to see the process of a man inspecting a woman. Instead, she trained her eyes on the horizon, keeping both Seiled’s hand upon the woman’s knee, and the woman’s flailing head in sight.
Once upon a time, Lixue had dreamed of being in this position. Of giving birth to a piece of herself.Of having Ly’s child. They had tried for a long time before Lixue had begun to be worried. If nothing was wrong, why did her stomach not grow from a child? Keeping it a secret from Ly, Lixue had seen a doctor in the Spires. The woman told her no sturdy information and claimed Lixue’s stress level, which was very high at the time, was keeping her from becoming pregnant. They continued trying, wanting a family so desperately. Ly said he wanted a batch, Lixue just wanted one. Just one miracle.
When they arrived back in Avanthal, one of the first things Lixue did was seek out a doctor. The lady told her Lixue was barren, infertile, could not have children. That her inner canal was extremely scarred and having children was out of the question. That was the day Lixue also learned her body quit having the seasonal process that enabled her to have children. There was no chance, no hope.
Before he had… passed on, Ly never learned of this fact. He obliviously assumed Lixue could have children. He still dreamt about having a small bed in their room, waking up in the middle of the night and cuddling the child back to sleep in the chair, of encouraging its first steps, and of seeing Lixue breastfeed. Lixue was not cruel enough to burst the safe bubble his dreams lay in. |
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