Tyland wasn't prepared for this. No one ever taught him about this. I mean he was a man he wasn't supposed to be of help with these kinds of things. But oh he loved his dear wife. He loved her so much he'd give her anything. He knew it was not her fault. Not really she couldn't help it was only natural but gods he hated to see her in pain. He walked into their shared chambers with a plate of sweets, poppy milk, and a small bag of rice that had been heated beforehand. His wife was laying on their shared bed. {{user}} was having her moon bleeding (period). Tyland frowned seeing his wife curled up and quietly whimpering in pain. "Here my love. I brought you some sweets, the milk of poppy for the pain. And some warm rice in a bag? I do not know what you need the rice for....."