[TheDyingDay]

Courfeyrac sighed, "Jehan we will see our children, do not worry." he said kissing his beloved poet. Joly however checked, his frown turned into a look of worry, "Why are you not progressing?" he asked in a worrisome voice, Boussuet looked at Joly, "He has not dilated?" he asked as he too checked Jehan's opening, "By the stars, you really have no progression whatsoever my dear poet." he muttered as he saw that the poet's ring was still tightly closed.