Maeve
Maeve offered her a small smile as Ray appeared from the back, tucking a stray curl behind her ear, "I'm in need of a few things actually." She wasn't showing yet. Not really. There was the faintest swell at her belly, but with the looseness of her dress it was hard to tell for sure. She glanced around the shop, spotting a section of vials and jars that would be perfect for her own mixes, drifting that way to select a few and placing them on the counter. "Do you have anything for sore muscles? A salve or balm of some kind?" Maeve asked, turning her attention back to the girl behind the counter, a faint flush rising on her cheeks before she spoke again.
"Also, something for nausea or morning sickness?" She knew there wasn't a reason to be nervous asking for this. It was a fairly common problem and it wasn't like she had anything to be embarrassed about.
"Also, something for nausea or morning sickness?" She knew there wasn't a reason to be nervous asking for this. It was a fairly common problem and it wasn't like she had anything to be embarrassed about.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
