Verity nodded, but she didn't yell. She was used to dealing with pain silently and she knew that Marlowe was in the house- even if he was down the hall and likely couldn't hear her anyway. She didn't want to distress him any further.
When he told her to stop she did so willingly, leaning her head back against the pillows. She was sweating and felt generally disgusting but more so she was exhausted. Definately not twenty-four hours though. But hearing the baby scream got her attention. She looked up immediately and as soon as the Healer had placed her in her arms she felt tears prickling her eyes. "Hello precious," she said quietly to the new born. She couldn't believe that the baby was here... it was all that concerned her anymore. "Do you want to be Kilea or Kiana," she asked with a small smile, running a finger over the child's cheek.
It was another wave of pain that drew her out of it and reminded her that she was having twins.