Re: The Birth (Persy and Panda)
Several tense minutes passed, Persephone's brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to get to the root of the damage. Spells leapt from Persephone's wand, knitting together until finally - thankfully - the bleeding stopped. The mediwitch vanished the bloody sheets with a clever bit of conjuring. It had taken Persephone longer to stop the haemorrhage than she was really comfortable with; Pandora would need to drink some blood replenishing potions before she slept and they would need to keep a close eye on her for the next few days.
"You're going to hate me when I confine you to bed for a couple of days," she said, quickly cleaning blood from her sleeves.