Tig rolled her eyes and scoffed. "If you can find a healer that's not utterly incompetent!" Two healers ago she was declared barren and the last one confirmed the complete opposite, the last was only trustworthy because it was so damn obvious! While she'd proudly take the credit for overcoming her infertility as a testament to how exceptional she was, Tig was also quite ready to say the healer who had declared her as such was an idiot and a fraud while it actively inconvenienced her.
Her hand reached out towards the vial and slipped her fingers around it, suddenly stopping before she actually lifted it off the desk. "Do you really think I'm too weak to do what every other woman can?" Her eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly and her lip twitched as if preparing to curl. She had to know, before she did anything else, she had to. It was a matter of pride.
Her hand reached out towards the vial and slipped her fingers around it, suddenly stopping before she actually lifted it off the desk. "Do you really think I'm too weak to do what every other woman can?" Her eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly and her lip twitched as if preparing to curl. She had to know, before she did anything else, she had to. It was a matter of pride.
