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I hope so, she murmured, and smiled to Tavina, pleased by the proximity and the knowledge she would be near if Nazli needed help.

It wasn't at all frightening, thinking of herself as a mother, or thinking of what might be the most difficult trial of her life - the birth. Rather, Nazli was excited for this part of her life to begin.

Knowing where she had started and to whom her blood called family, it was a wonder she had survived to become anything at all; yet she was here now, priestess, blessed by the gods.