"Of course I fear for the baby," Melody answered as if that should have been a foregone conclusion. "I've not managed proper nutrition in months, plain broth has been its main source of food to grow. Between the weight I've lost, the regular use of properly made potions and the events of March...of course I'm afraid." The potions she took now were all properly regulated, but they weren't without their risks. Few could say with certainty that the consistent use of the different herbs wouldn't have a negative longterm effect on her baby.

She shook her head then. "It's more than that, though. It's a fear of laboring and a fear of leaving them alone. I...I don't know. I can't explain it."

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