He smirked and watched as he slowly stood. He moved behind her, and wrapped a strong hand around the back of her neck before forcing her down over the bed, and suddenly pushing into her roughly.
She gripped the bed tight, her walls shivering hard, "H...Hula...ra...~!! I-I...~!!" When it hit her, it hit her like a brick wall, her body tensing hard as she screamed over and over, her walls stopping him dead as they tried to milk him for whatever he had left.
They continued to try for a child, with no more Hist sap Satlyn just stuck with the basic fertility potion recipe she had. They had been at it for weeks and she prayed every night to Azura for any sign that their efforts succeeded. Hulara could see how sad it made her to hear nothing from the Prince, but he felt like they would get something soon.
Weeks turned into months and Hulara thought that the Hist might have lied to his poor wife, which left him feeling bitter toward his guardian trees. But one morning, he woke up to hearing Satlyn emptying her stomach in the other room.