marixie

(2641 words) During the afternoon when Audrey’s belly dropped low into her pelvis she felt relieved. Finally this little one was soon to be out of her. A shame that any of the excitement she previously had was snuffed out after she informed Paracelsus of the news. A woman’s belly dropping was not a sign that labor was coming, sure it could be soon but for all they knew Audrey could also still have at least a week or so given how far she was. The graverobber waved it off, still hoping the birth would be sooner rather than later. A week and a half had gone by, instead of a new babe in her arms it remained inside her gut as she waddled through the tangle. Despite the doctor telling Audrey she was no closer to labor, Paracelsus certainly treated her like she was to pop at any moment. Barely a moment was allowed with the expecting rogue out of her sights. Tolerable enough, though she wished Paracelsus wore her mask less, if felt like a bird of prey was keeping watch of her instead of her