candle burning slowly by the bed

Oooof... The meal was not settling well, or someone within her was pushing on her stomach and making her nauseous. She was certainly tired of relieving herself every five minutes as someone else was assuredly jumping on her bladder. Another set of tiny paws was trying their best to break out of her womb in the worst spot and an area under her ribs was starting to get sore and irritated. She tried rolling over onto her other side to see if that would make whoever was kicking incessantly stop. She sighed about to relax until another spot seemed to into their favorite. Were they trying to dig their way out?

She grunted and rocked her overly stretched belly. She didn't know how much more she could take this. Will it be soon? It better be soon. She thought she might burst.

She froze her swaying and lifted her head from the nest she had made of furs and pillows, the torches and hearth had grown dim again. Was that the new songbird Bas had brought in? He must be hungry. She hadn't been able to eat a full meal all at once had still had some nearby.

"Songbird?" She called, "Slave? Help me with something?" She was still trying to find the command in her voice. They still came out as questions. Bas hadn't given her his name yet. He was funny about naming his slaves. She was in no state to get up at the moment. Her massive stomach stretched to its limits. She wondered if she could be rolled around like a barrel with short legs.

"Ignita"