Lion Head Mesa in sickness, in health—

"you are pregnant, Divine One."

another daughter! flown almost to that fecund land of motherhood.

tavina did not let it consume her mind; her smile was soft and encouraging. "i remember when you were born, my girl. and now you're going to be a mother."

"i'm changing your tonics and putting you on a regimen of bedrest, pharaoh," tavina said next. "sickness with pregnancy is common. your illness has been rather harsh. i am certain all necessary business can be conducted from your bedside."

she patted the girl's paw; she was unable to stop speaking! "only for a month or so. enjoy this time, toula," and her eyes shone with their gentle familiarity.