My nose scrunches as I pull a new shirt over my head. “Nothing about that sounds fun. Is their reproductive time frame twenty-five years like ours?”
“More than that. In the text I read, it was recorded that on average, they enter their reproductive years around age twelve and exit around age fifty-two. Some earlier and later, depending on different factors.”
My whole body grows hot, and nausea sweeps through me as I stumble around my closet looking for different pants.
We don’t endure that at all. Especially at such young ages. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, at fifty-two, us immortals are still babies ourselves.
I guess, with their short lifespans, that makes unfortunate sense.
The women of the Valorian Veil go through a twenty-five-year period where our bodies and hormones most certainly change. It happens anywhere from around three hundred years and up. You never really know when it may come. You just know by the changes you begin to experience.
Increased sex drive, attachment to your partner…or partners.
Maternal want and instincts kick in. I guess some mood swings. At that point, once you sense the shift, you decide whether you want children. If you do, well, have fun.
If you don’t, you have to be a little more careful. Take precautions and there are several natural remedies that can be made to prevent it.
“Dear Valories. That’s awful and I feel it’s one of the Gods’ faults. They went to the nonmagical realm and fucked shit up. I just know it. Why were you even reading about this?”
“I was reading up on Rose’s abilities and how to satisfy her sexually and fell down a reading hole.”
I choke on a gasp and slowly release my breath.
Okay, calm down.
You knew one day it’d be you having this talk with him.
His parents definitely were never going to have this conversation, and you know Mellcom and Jeremiah didn’t.
Breathe, Thayla.
I clear my voice and pull on some random pants, then slowly make my way out of the closet. “Did you find what you were researching for?”
“Yes, I believe so.”
Oh gods, he believes so but doesn’t know.
I know the first time can be awkward for everyone, but I refuse to let my best friend get or feel embarrassed.
“Lambrit, every woman is different and pleasuring them—”
“Stop right there. Are you attempting to talk to me about how to have intercourse?”
“Yes, but don’t be weirded out about it. It’s a completely normal conversation. I can give you tips on how to make Rose feel comfortable and make sure she and you—”
“Nope, Thay, stop it right now. I do not want to have this conversation with you. Plus, I’ve already sought out advice.”
I jerk back, offended he went to someone other than me. “Who did you have this conversation with?”
“I think I’ll keep that to myself.”
“No, you will not. I need to make sure whoever you spoke with actually gave you good advice, so you tell me, or I start my own lesson right now.”
He sits up, scowling at me, but quickly enough drops the look when he sees the seriousness on my face.
“You really want to know? It’s going to make you mad.”
“You let me worry about my own emotions.”
