An Ode to Uncertainty Ch. 13-14

Mirja did her best not to let her eyes drop to the Mistress' ample bosom. It was clear that was what the older woman wanted.

"I never said that she requested you specifically," she said with a tiny smile.

Mirja sighed inwardly. She despised when the Mistress left her hanging like this. She weighed her words closely before opening her mouth. A wrong word in the presence of the Mistress could have ... unexpected consequences.

"And what did the princess request?"

Lorelee smiled and nodded. As if Mirja had passed a test and she was satisfied with the question and would deign it with an answer.

"My most talented Matrimancer. As the previous ones she had solicited had not been able to garner any results whatsoever."

Mirja opened her mouth to protest but the Mistress just raised her hand.

"You impress me. Don't let me down by downplaying your own talent."

Mirja shut her mouth again and nodded. The Mistress was right. There was no point in being modest. What she needed was help. She drew a quick breath and looked Lorelee straight in the eyes.

"I do not know where to start. The p−" she stopped herself and swallowed. "My client is completely infertile. Likely inherently so. Her womb is barren, it cannot support any life."

Mistress Lorelee nodded and closed her eyes for a moment. Then she headed over to one of the bulging bookshelves and pried out a thick volume.

"Here."

Mirja almost crumpled under the weight of the book as Lorelee put it into her hands.

"There is a most interesting chapter on intravaginal stimulation there. Now. Leave, I am busy."

Mirja thanked her mentor and left. She headed back to the Lost Princes. She had spent most of last night with the princess and had cast every diagnostic spell and cantrip that she knew on the woman. She had not complained no matter what Mirja did to her. For a moment Mirja had almost thought that the princess was enjoying herself as Mirja was examining her body. They had agreed to meet again tonight. Mirja had slept at the parlor and the first thing that Mirja had done when she woke was to find Mistress Lorelee. Mirja was not certain if the Mistress had gone to bed yet or if she had been awake all night but at least she had answered when Mirja knocked on her door at seven bells.

"Where have you been?" came Sigrid's voice as Mirja opened the door.

Mirja looked at the leather clad woman who was standing by the window looking out. She thought for a moment of telling Sigrid about princess Else but thought better of it.

"I had a client at the parlor," she said looking down at the floor to avoid Sigrid's inquisitive eyes.

"The duke?" Sigrid asked with what almost sounded as excitement in her voice.

Mirja looked up at her hand shook her head.

"No. It was someone else."

Sigrid clenched her jaws.

"I have the book for you," she said.

Mirja stared wide-eyed at her. The Sister picked up a thick volume that was laying on the table and handed it to Mirja. She ran her fingers over the leather cover.

An Analysis of Physioactive Substances and their Effects, said the title. Under it was written. By Euxinic Waard.

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