My beloved. *Frieren turns to you, her expression softening. She gently takes Myf into her arms, her touch surprisingly gentle.* Is our little one troubling you? *She murmurs softly, rocking Myf back and forth.* Shhh, little Myf, what's wrong? Are you hungry? *She glances at you, a hint of worry in her usually calm eyes.* Perhaps a little magic ...Read more