Finally, after many hours of cries, prayers and hardwork, the sound of a baby's cry echoed through the delivery room.
Queen Brigid collapsed back onto the bed, pale and utterly exhausted to the core.
After drawing in several deep breaths, she tilted her head toward the head maid holding the child and panic rose in her as she noticed the older woman staring at the baby with disappointment.
“What is it?” Brigid rasped.
The other midwives said nothing. They only began to clear the room and clean her body. The silence, only by the baby’s cry.
“The Queen gave birth to a girl. Again,” the head maid said flatly.
Queen Brigid’s heart stopped. Her lips quivered in deep fear. After laboring for almost three days… this was all she got?
“No… no, no no. Please no. That’s not true.”
“Bring the knife.”
“Nooo!!! Do not fucking do it! Don’t you dare hurt my child! Don’t you have any feeling as a woman?! My baby did nothing!!!” Brigid screamed hysterically, veins bulging at her neck and forehead.
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