That Time Again...
Well, she successfully ignored it for a week, and Lucivar didn't catch the change either. This morning, she's curled up in an armchair downstairs, looking downright miserable, one arm wrapped around her stomach and trying to be inconspicuous. That time of the month has rolled around again, and boy is Jaenelle in pain now. And it has the added bonus of making the chances of her doing any Craft very, very slim.