Liberty povOlwyn’s bony finger enters me to check how far I’m dilated. I close my eyes as another contraction causes me to wince. We should have waited for more than four years to have children. “You’re not really progressing,” Olwyn says as she takes out her finger. The way that she says it makes it sound like an accusation. “I don’t want to give birth today,” I pant through my gritted teeth.“That’s not for you to decide. They’ll come when they are ready. And they are ready now," she replies as she throws me another stern glare. “I don’t want to give birth during the blue moon. In the morning just after sunrise is fine.”“Oh you stubborn foolish child,” Morgan chastises me, “You of all people should know not to mess with fate and the plans of the gods and goddesses.”MacKenzien places her cool hand on my forehead, “Don’t make this more painful than necessary. Stop resisting.”“Mav!?” I call out longing for his comfort and reassurance.“I’m here” his deep warm voice comforts me a
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