She would call her a child still, this mere slip of a girl who stands before her, but no- she is no maiden. Elaine glows with the promise of life carried in her belly. The child of a wizard, borne from a wizard's womb. In eight short months, she will bring forth new life, new magic into the world.
And that life will be born into Summer's power.
Aurora smiles at the woman, still ignorant of the child she is creating. "Yes," she says, folding Elaine into a gentle embrace. "I will grant you sanctuary."
Probably not what you were looking for, but...
She would call her a child still, this mere slip of a girl who stands before her, but no- she is no maiden. Elaine glows with the promise of life carried in her belly. The child of a wizard, borne from a wizard's womb. In eight short months, she will bring forth new life, new magic into the world.
And that life will be born into Summer's power.
Aurora smiles at the woman, still ignorant of the child she is creating. "Yes," she says, folding Elaine into a gentle embrace. "I will grant you sanctuary."