"Oh, no thank you. I am still full from supper," she murmured as she took the offered glass. "Thank you." She took a sip, swallowed, and her eyes watered just a little as the liquid burned down her throat. She coughed just a little, and then her belly felt warm. Oh, it was calming. No wonder men liked their spirits. She remembered how her husband used to drink brandy or port wine. She moved to set the glass down and then shifted Emma from her shoulder, gently to the cushion next to her. Her hand stayed on the babe's belly and rubbed soothing circles.