Idle could feel it; she was quickening again. Babies! She loved babies, loved the feel of her belly rounding, the expectation of new life, loved the staggering new steps of her babies and their wide-eyed wonder at the world. Perhaps she should seek out a blessing this time!
Accordingly, she had gathered a bundle of the prettiest flowers she could find, and set off looking for someone to bless her, because it seemed like such a nice idea. She hadn't found someone yet, but she hadn't given up yet, either.
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