rockabye baby

Luce’s greeting was soft as sweet as she came to display the gourds before her Empress. Belle smiled eagerly, her bright eyes unable to leave the shaman’s thin form. One after the other Lucretia named the concoctions with a quick nudge. Belle smiled and nodded softly, taking in the information and committing it to memory, not that Luce wouldn’t be here to assist her. Belle couldn’t help but to imagine these children as the Klein family’s new hope. Their arrival would mark the renewal of the Klein Empire for real. New heirs, new lives to forget the tragedy they had come from. ”You had better be here, I can’t birth them on my own.” And for the first time her nervousness about the result of the pregnancy would be detectable in her voice. So much seemed to be riding on this litter. She had to bring them forth perfectly.