Delphia raised a brow, letting him have his rant. "I see." she said, considering for a moment. "You you rather I lean on that then, my divine half, and tell you that this hurt you feel is nothing but your own doing? That your child rests with Mort and will know not a day without the fullness of his adoration? Or that your mouring and internal turmoil and suffering is for naught, indicative of your own selfish want for a child, knowing she would suffer more in life than she ever will in death?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. "Because you see, I have found those truths far less acceptable to most than placation."
He didn't believe her. No surprise there. "I see. If you change your mind...the offer shall always stand."
He didn't believe her. No surprise there. "I see. If you change your mind...the offer shall always stand."
DELPHIA
