Sleepy Fox Hollow world

The thick scent of it hung in the air. Fiona wrinkled her nose. She suspected Anselm would have his way with her. At the very least, he would not let anyone else have their way with her. Fiona shook her head, wishing the woman had taken her up on the offer to stay her time at least until she had more weight on her. Carrying children in such a state was likely to make her quite ill, if not take her life completely. The witch could only hope that she would not be blamed for not saving the woman and her unborn children.

Perhaps she would suggest it as a task for Etienne. He was a poor medic in her eye, and it would prove two of her points in one.