"...you all right?"
Slowly, the sounds in her head began to fade, along with every single memory of what she had just witnessed. She managed to nod her head. "Yes..."
Pushing herself up into a sitting position, she saw that Angel was on the floor beside her, watching her. It looked like Evenly had put him there so she could fetch the cup of water she now held, water that had been splashed over Belle’s face to wake her.
"Why were you sleeping on the floor?" Evenly asked, setting the cup aside and lowering herself to sit on the floor as well, her expression marked with concern.
The baby had started crying earlier, and no matter what Evenly did to calm him, he kept calling out for his mama. She had brought him back, most likely to feed, but when she knocked several times, there had been no reply from inside. The baby’s cries had grown so loud that, under normal circumstances, they would have woken anyone even from deep sleep.
Evenly had opened the door just in time to find Belle thrashing on the floor, her skin damp with sweat, her lips trembling with soft whimpers. The first thing she had done was try to wake her, but nothing seemed to work. In haste, she had set Angel down and fetched the cup of water from the stand.
"I don’t remember how I ended up sleeping on the floor..." Belle muttered as Angel crawled into her lap. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his small body, holding him close. Not wanting Evenly to question her further, or to reveal that she had been searching the castle walls for memories and had gotten trapped in them, Belle quickly changed the subject.
"Was he crying?" she asked as she wiped the dampness from Angel’s smooth cheeks. The baby nestled deeper into her arms, resting his head against her breast as if seeking comfort.
"Yes," Evenly replied fondly, glancing at the baby who was now watching her from the safety of his mother’s embrace. "He didn’t seem to mind so much at first when I took him on a little tour around the castle. We went to the stables and then came back, he was excited to see the horses, but I think he grew bored and hungry, and after that, he refused to look at anything else I showed him. He just wanted his mama. He’s so smart."
Evenly chuckled as she reached out to tickle his tummy, but Angel swatted her hand away and turned his face into his mother’s breast, nuzzling against her and making soft little sounds, clear signs that he wanted to feed. Now that he had finally found his mother, it seemed he was done entertaining anyone else.
"Och, Angel, that’s totally rude," Evenly teased. Belle heard her son giggle briefly before pressing closer to her, his small hands pawing at her as though urging her to hurry.
"I think he likes you," Belle remarked with a smile, "but he’s hungry. You can have him back after I nurse him."
Evenly’s eyes brightened in delight, and she remained seated on the floor alongside Belle, deciding to wait and take the baby afterwards. It had been fun looking after him, at least until he began to cry.
Belle shifted slightly, cradling him more securely as she loosened the ties of her gown. The moment she guided him to her breast, he latched with eager little pulls, his tiny fingers curling into the fabric at her side. Warmth filled her chest, not just from his feeding, but from the quiet, wordless bond that passed between them. All the unease from the memories of seeing her husband kill so mercilessly began to slowly clear from her mind.
However, the chamber grew quiet as Angel nursed, and soon the silence turned awkward between her and Evenly. Though they had long since taken each other as friends, they hadn’t spent much time in each other’s company lately, and there was nothing either of them could think to say to keep the atmosphere light or the conversation flowing.
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